Did Chief Jae successfully finish the script today?

It seemed that I had a very long dream, but I couldn't remember what it was.

The leader Zai who had become a juvenile Zai opened his eyes, and saw the extremely strange snow-white ceiling at a glance. The smell of disinfectant was in the air. This place should be a hospital.

That's right, with my state at that time, it seemed that I should have come to the hospital——

"you're awake."

Wu Detective Zai showed a joyful look, with a concerned look on his face, and put one hand towards the forehead of the young Zai Zai.

"You really don't care about your body! Ah Zhi, is your body still uncomfortable?"

"..."

Aji... are you calling me?

It feels like a familiar yet unfamiliar name.

His head was blank, he rubbed his forehead, opened his eyes and met the young man's iris-colored pupils, his head hurt again for a moment, and the handsome young man in front of him also appeared in overlapping images.

Young Zai covered his aching head, his mind was buzzing, as if there were two clumps of things in his mind that were entangled and rolling around, making him restless.So, he decisively chose to grab the two balls and tear them into two, finally calming down the two balls fighting in his mind.

Ah, I finally figured it out. It turns out that those two balls are memories for two people!

In just a short moment, he watched these two meager lives from the sidelines.

One is the memory of a boy from Country R named Shuji Tsushima.

He grew up in a well-regulated and indifferent noble family since he was a child, because he was not valued because he valued seniors over young ones, he longed for love but was afraid of love, and he was full of disgust and rejection of his family when he received another girl's invitation to die in love , agreed without hesitation and entered the water with the girl.

The other is the memory of a boy from country C named Xiuzhi - this name comes from Xiuzhi Qiping, it's just a coincidence that the name is the same.

Growing up in New China, the second-year junior high school boy who received socialist compulsory education lived happily in his study and life. Apart from worrying about too much homework and test scores, he had almost no worries.At most... It's just that some self-imposed second thoughts come up from time to time - fantasies like wanting to be the hero of the world, wanting to be a hero for the country and the people.

So, when he passed by the river on his way home from school one time, when he saw a little girl fell into the water unfortunately, out of conscience and heroic dreams, he dived into the water without hesitation to save her, but in the end... there was no It worked out.

It seems that many important things have been forgotten, but now it is mainly to determine a very important question, which is more important than "where am I" and "what am I doing"-"Who am I"? !

Choosing between these two memories of the same short ten years, he only weighed it for less than half a second before resolutely choosing the boy from country C as his own body.

He felt that he should be a good person, and he didn't feel that he was so sad that he wanted to die in love with others—that Xiuzhi of country R must have too little homework to let his idle thoughts go wild!What kind of love do junior high school students die for!If that guy were to write ten papers a day, he would definitely not have the heart to come up with such nonsense!

Seriously, the country of planting flowers, the second-year junior high school boy shook his head, no wonder so many people want to go abroad, look at how easy the homework of the boy Xiuzhi from country R is!However, it may not be a good thing to reduce the burden easily. Doesn't the other party make trouble?

He raised his eyes to look at the young man with iris-colored pupils in front of him, and in the pupils of the other party, he could clearly see his own face that was almost the same as the other party's.

Well, sure, he crossed over.

He judged calmly, after all, he is a boy from country C, and his appearance is quite different from what he is now, so this body is the body of Mr. Xiuzhi from country R, ​​which means that his soul has passed through.

There are no useless books and knowledge in the world, and his rich experience in reading novels has given him a lot of courage.After all, although he has a lot of homework, he has read at least a hundred and eight time-traveling novels. Coupled with the occasional smuggling, after he is sure that he has time-traveled, he can still think relatively calmly that he might use a wave of classic novels. "Amnesia Terrier".

But soon, this impulse was suppressed by him. When everything is still unclear, it is not good to directly show your abnormality, especially before the other party has become suspicious.

No, speaking of it, although they look alike, Mr. Xiuzhi's memory is not as good as this brother who looks so similar to him!

He became nervous when he realized that things were not simple.

Although for a moment he felt that his fantasy dream came true, and it was a great blessing to stay away from the thick paper, but he is not a reader who only reads silly, sweet and refreshing novels, but a reader who likes novels with IQ and brains. The old bookworm!Therefore, he naturally knew the consequences if the identity of the "time traveler" was discovered.

It is possible to be worshiped as a descendant of heaven and man, but it is more likely to be killed as a monster, or captured and sliced ​​by some research institutions...

He shivered abruptly, feeling that he had to decisively keep his vest from collapsing.

Speaking of which, the boy Xiu Zhijun in country R is so introverted and shy that he is almost autistic. Even if he has a problem, he will not speak up directly, right?Fortunately, he didn't have any excitement just now and directly excused himself for "amnesia".

In particular, the identity of this guy who has never seen a resemblance to himself is unknown.Considering that the Tsushima family is aristocratic, is this really a chaotic script of "I found out that I am not the biological child of the family after more than ten years, and the young president's father came to the door", or "I was abandoned by the family/run away from home" The script of the elder brother's recklessness, his courage, his courage, and his death, and once he succeeds, he returns home in a bloody turmoil"?Also a possibility……

"Aji, are you alright?"

"Please forgive me for being rude, I neglected you due to your poor health, I am very sorry."

Realizing that he was distracted, the young Zai, who had acted out of noble etiquette, immediately straightened up and saluted seriously.

Even though his body was still so weak that he didn't want to move, the rules of the Tsushima family were very strict.If you are OOC because you did not observe the proper etiquette, and you are found out as a time traveler, you will be burned/sliced, etc. It will be more terrible than death!

Tsk, it's so annoying to talk about words!Sure enough, the aristocracy is the evil capitalism that should be defeated!It's better than socialism!

Holding the red flag high in his heart, the youth of Huaguo, whose roots are red, is helpless in his heart, but his body can only endure it obediently, bowing at ninety degrees in a proper manner-this is only used when offering sacrifices to ancestors Great gift!He is really at a disadvantage!

Wu Jingzai looked at the well-behaved boy in hospital clothes and saluted, and his heart was very delicate.

Yes, he remembered, before escaping from that oppressive home that made people almost unable to breathe, he seemed to be such a "person" who was at the mercy of others, behaved himself at all times, and acted strictly according to the template. couple" look.

Maybe it was because he had been suppressed for too long, so he let himself go even more after he was free?

The longer he stared at the young boy, the more disturbed the young boy became. In the end, the young boy who couldn't match the gaze of the old fox Taken Zai could only bow his head and apologize again.

"I'm very sorry, maybe because I'm sick, you don't appear in my memory..."

"Ah, of course." Wu Detective Zai nodded, and said slowly, "After all, I am the eldest brother you haven't seen for many years after running away from home."

"..."

Was it the second script?

Young Zai nodded silently in his heart, and was about to say something to get more information, when he saw the young man waved his hand casually, picked up an apple from the bedside table, took a bite, then turned and left.

"Then I won't bother you to recuperate, let's go first."

"???"

Staring blankly at the back of Wu Zhenzai who left, the young Zai who was standing there stupidly couldn't believe it. Is there such a big brother?It's fine not to pour water for the sick brother to peel the apples, but after asking perfunctorily "Is it okay", he took the sick brother's fruit and left?

Is it possible that this big brother has a deep grudge with the Tsushima family, so he blamed him?

Young Zai felt a little pain in his head and rubbed his head involuntarily, and then he discovered a very important problem.Probably because his body is running a fever right now, and his sensory organs are a little dull, he doesn't seem to feel anything at all?

In addition, the young man just now didn't look like the reaction that a normal person should have, so...

"Could it be that here..."

——Is it really just his dream?

The young boy sat back on the bed exhausted, and thought seriously because he was distracted and read too many time-travel novels, so the possibility of having such a realistic dream seemed quite high?

It is actually very simple to verify this conjecture. It is said that dreaming does not hurt.

A headache is a dull ache, a feeling too vague to define to count.

Compared to this, he wanted to pinch his thigh more, but he found that his fingers were so soft that he couldn't exert any strength, so he simply shifted his gaze to the fruit knife next to the apple on the bedside table—if he cut one with a knife, With a small wound, you should be able to determine whether it is a dream or a real time travel, right?

As soon as he thought of it, he picked up the fruit knife without hesitation, and then hesitated a little when he chose the position of his hand-it would be inconvenient to walk if the injury was on the leg, or would it be better to injure the left hand that is not used often?

However, if the finger is injured, it will be painful and inconvenient whether it is typing or washing the face, so it should only be on the part above the wrist, right?

The young Zai, who had carefully selected the location, was about to make a small cut with a knife to verify his guess, but the knife was suddenly taken away from his hand, and a boy with orange hair who looked similar to himself snatched it with a grumpy expression. Go fruit knife.

"As expected, Dazai is always Dazai no matter how old he is! There can be no qualitative change at all!"

"???"