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Will Song Heng notice it?

The heartbeat is so violent, will his ears catch the frequency?The face is also very red, will he attribute the reason to the temperature or him?These are all questions, but none of them have answers.

For dinner, I ate braised potato shreds, tomato beef brisket, boiled broccoli, and a bowl of seaweed egg soup. The staple food was white rice.Except for Xin Wan's contribution to potato shreds, the rest are Song Heng's works, which are delicious, especially the tomato beef brisket, which is soft, tender and smooth, not hard to bite.

"Brother, how can you cook so many dishes?" Xin Wan scooped up a spoonful of egg soup and carefully blew off the heat, "Auntie's cooking is not as delicious as your cooking."

Song Heng changed into home clothes, which made Xin Wan a little regretful, he thought Song Heng looked good in a suit from his own heart.

"Before I often cooked by myself abroad, I became proficient when I cooked a lot."

Xin Wan tried her best to search for her knowledge of foreign poverty: "Shouldn't we eat Western food abroad? Steaks, hamburgers, fried chicken..."

"Eating too much will make you tired, and you will miss domestic food very much at that time."

Xin Wan found that he would always have a desire to explore Song Heng, perhaps because Song Heng said too little, so he hoped that Song Heng would say more, "Then will you share the meals you cook with the people in the dormitory?"

Song Heng paused, and went to pick up potato shreds as usual: "I live alone."

"Alone?" Xin Wan was a little surprised, Xin Wan imagined that kind of life, in a foreign country, with blond hair and blue eyes, strangers are always different, he poked the rice, "Wouldn't it be lonely?"

Song Heng said, "It's okay."

"Then you haven't thought about... finding someone else to live with you?" Xin Wan couldn't help asking, "It's good to be a companion."

"It's a very cheap and deliberate act to seek companionship just to avoid loneliness," Song Heng lowered his eyes with a calm expression, "It's not necessary."

Xin Wan opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, so she kept silent.

The winter is too long, the branches are dry, the grass leaves are lifeless, the thermometer is always below zero, and there are layers of frost, but there is no snow, and the sky and the earth are still in a low-saturation color.

Xin Wan is preparing for the final exam recently, and his studies are really not up to the mark, but it is a pity that there is no math test at the end of the semester, otherwise he might be able to get a higher average score.Fang Yi Chuanfang learned to give him homework, mainly about mathematics, took a piece of white scratch paper, and drew horizontal and vertical x-axis and y-axis.

"Do you understand?" Fang Yichuan's mouth was dry, and he drank warm water, "That's how it is done."

Xin Wan nodded with a half understanding: "I seem to understand."

Fang Yichuan hated that iron could not be made into steel, his blacksmith's hammer was almost smashed, and the iron hadn't sparked yet.But he didn't think it was worth it. There were not many people in the classroom after school. They were hidden behind the piles of textbooks, and only their hair could be seen.

When school was over, almost no one was there, and the sky was completely dark. Fang Yichuan asked the question again: "When will it snow?"

Xin Wan replied again: "Hurry up."

When approaching the school gate, Xin Wan suddenly asked, "Do you know what it's like to like someone?"

Fang Yichuan was dumbfounded all of a sudden, his eyes quickly averted, "Why do you ask this?"

Winter is not good anywhere, it is cold and cold, but there will be many stars at night, Xin Wan looked up at the twinkling stars, with a confused expression: "I seem to have someone I like."

Fang Yichuan's movements froze for a moment, his heart beat faster, and his eyes were bright as he looked at him, mixed with unexplained expectation and hope.

Xin Wan was a little distressed, her eyes were clear and beautiful, and she said: "It's really mysterious to like someone. It's like falling into the sea in summer. When you float up to breathe oxygen, you sink down and feel suffocated. You're about to die, but you're still there. Think 'the water is cool and comfortable'."

"Is... from our school?" Fang Yichuan took a deep breath.

"No," Xin Wan replied quickly, "It's really strange to like it, isn't it?"

Fang Yichuan paused, clenched his schoolbag tightly, walked out mechanically, and lowered his head: "It's like this, it's very strange."

"Do you have someone you like?" Xin Wan looked sideways at him.

"I," Fang Yichuan shook his head, not knowing how he pronounced the syllables, "I didn't." He didn't know where the courage came from to look up at him, his voice trembling: "It's so cold today."

Xin Wan didn't understand why, but she still said, "It's almost below zero."

"So I have to go home quickly," Fang Yichuan walked faster at the school gate, and waved at him without looking back, "See you tomorrow, I'm leaving!"

Is there any response?Fang Yichuan started to run, the winter wind was blowing at his ears, it was cold and painful, and he was tired from running, so Fang Yichuan dared to look back. There were pedestrians behind him, and there were no familiar figures. He seemed to have lost his strength, and slowly squatting on the side of the road.

Liking is a really weird emotion.

Fang Yichuan knew he was crying, but there was nothing he could do.

Liking is unfamiliar to Xin Wan, and to be honest, it's not appropriate to use "like" to describe it.

He couldn't figure it out, there were so many languages ​​in the world, none of them was suitable to piece together his feeling for Song Heng.He doesn't know how to deal with it-occasional happiness, worrying about gains and losses is the norm.For Xin Wan, letting go is the best choice.

He wanted to stay with Song Heng, that's all.

In mid-November, there was still no snow in West Bay.It's just a thin drizzle of rain, falling like soft fluff, melting in the ends of the hair like water vapor.The sky is like cotton soaked in muddy water. There are girls and couples holding umbrellas on the street, and a cart pouring asphalt is parked beside it.

Xin Wan didn't open an umbrella, and always felt that Xiao Yusi's opening an umbrella was a trivial matter.

When he arrived at the counseling room, his hair was a little wet and his eyelashes were covered with mist. Shen You closed the notebook on the table, threw a white towel over there, and went to make him a cup of brown sugar ginger tea, "Isn't it cold?"

Xin Wan brushed her hair heavily, her voice was still trembling, "It's freezing."

"Why didn't your cousin come to see you off?"

"I called him, but he didn't answer, maybe he's still at work, he's busy."

The brown sugar ginger tea is reddish-brown, and the smell is not very pleasant. Xin Wan frowned and sipped it like taking medicine, and took a small sip.Warm, holding it in your hands to keep warm, Shen You said, "I thought you wouldn't be able to come today if it rains, so I can get off work early."

"Wow," Xin Wan cooperated with him, "It's a good idea."

He smiled: "Did you encounter any happy things recently?"

After chatting all over the place for half an hour, Shen You made sure that Xin Wan's mood was still stable. He put the empty glass aside, crossed his hands on the table, and looked into Xin Wan's eyes: "Today we still have a chance to talk to you." Do a hypnosis."

"Let's do it, why are you so serious?" Xin Wan asked, "I've done it before."

"We have done hypnosis perception tests several times before, and your ability to adapt to hypnosis is very good. I have praised you many times." The hypnosis allows you to experience the feeling of holding a barbell and lifting weights. If it is a little different, do you think you can accept it?"

Today is the time for in-depth hypnosis, but according to Shen You's plan, today is just a preliminary test to test Xin Wan's acceptance.

So there is no need for Song Heng to accompany him.

Xin Wan was a little curious: "What's different?"

"About here——" Shen You pointed to his own head, "Your cousin told me about your situation earlier, I know you hate people saying you've lost your memory, and you think it's saying you're sick. But you are aware of your own situation, there are many things that are 'for no reason' to you, those are not without 'reasons', but you have forgotten here."

He organized his words, and looked at Xin Wan again: "I want to know your thoughts on this, do you want to find the 'origin', do you want to... recall?"

The most important point in hypnosis is honesty. What Shen You knows now is that he has lost his memory. His memory stays at the age of 14 and he has been admitted to a homosexual correction center. What he needs to know are some subtle details before he can perform hypnosis. Only when Xin Wan is willing can he continue.

"Don't lose your temper!" Shen You preemptively said, "I'm an old man in Ben San, don't bully me!"

"I don't want to lose my temper," Xin Wan laughed, pointing her thumb and little finger together, "I'm just a little bit upset."

"Ah, that's fine," Shen You laughed, "Then what do you think?"

"I don't think I've lost my memory. Now everything is functioning very...completely? There is no gap." Xin Wan lowered her eyes and pinched the pulp of her index finger, "If you do hypnosis and find that I haven't forgotten anything, then Can't it prove that I am a normal person?"

Shen You thought to himself: It's not that the operation is perfect, but that the dream Song Heng wove for you is too real.

"You've always been normal," he said.

"But my cousin has always remembered this matter. I don't want him to think that I am sick," Xin Wan looked up at him. "If you are sure there is no problem, can you tell my cousin? If you agree to this, I will Don't mind doing it."

Shen You couldn't wish for it, "Sure, I'll tell your cousin right away."

Xin Wan pushed aside the chair and stood up, took a deep breath, and said, "Can you hurry up then? I'm afraid I'll be home late for dinner, and my brother will have to wait for me."

Shen You made a gesture of three, lowered his head to prepare a small amount of anesthesia equipment, and said, "Of course."

The author says:

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