After rebirth, I got hypermemory

On the third day of rest, Xia Kuancheng accompanied Rong Yu to the hospital for a reexamination and took out the neck collar. The doctor said that he was recovering well, and Xia Kuancheng specifically asked the doctor if there was anything that needed special attention.

The old doctor raised his glasses, "Young man, don't be so squeamish, you should eat and play, there is nothing to pay attention to."

Rong Yu looked up at Xia Kuancheng, then at the old doctor, and smiled, "My brother is like this, he likes to worry."

"This brother is competent locally," the old doctor tapped two fingers on the keyboard, filled out the medical record and printed it out, and gave it to Rong Yu, "Okay, just pay attention to walking and driving in the future."

On the way back, Xia Kuancheng was driving, and Rong Yu was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the phone in one hand, and lowered his head to poke on the phone screen.

There was a red light at the intersection, Xia Kuancheng hit the brakes, and the car stopped firmly in front of the zebra crossing.

Rong Yu moved his legs, the seat had been adjusted to the limit, and his long legs were still bent and could not be stretched.

While waiting for the red light, Xia Kuancheng turned his head to look at Rong Yu for a while, but he didn't respond, he still poked his phone with his head down, not knowing who he was texting.

"Ahem..." Xia Kuancheng cleared his throat, Rong Yu sensed the gaze from the side of his face, put down his phone, and smiled at Xia Kuancheng, "Do you have anything to say?"

"I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Rong Yu leaned back.

Xia Kuancheng lightly tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "Anyway, if you go to investigate something by yourself, I won't be able to stop you no matter how many times, but I still have to stop you. Let me ask you, that substitute driver What do you think about it?"

"I didn't think much about it," Rong Yu said, "It's just my intuition that I want to find out."

The green light ahead of the road turned on, Xia Kuancheng released the foot brake, and the car drove forward at a constant speed.

"Actually, the driver's car accident was a very accidental event, and the topic of discussion was not that high. It caused some controversy when the accident just happened. Do you see if anyone still talks about it now?" Xia Kuancheng stared Looking at the front windshield, holding the steering wheel with both hands.

Rong Yu rolled down the car window halfway, squinted his eyes and looked at the wide street. It was almost summer, and there were tall plane trees standing by the roadside.

Didn't hear Rong Yu's answer, Xia Kuancheng continued, "Xiao Yu, you are an old reporter, you should know that news, news, is worth a new word, once the timeliness expires, the news becomes old news. No one wants to pay attention anymore. Now that people have access to a vast amount of information, you don’t need to work so hard for a small group, and this approach will not do you any good.”

Rong Yu withdrew his gaze from the window, turned his head and glanced at Xia Kuancheng, "But for those small groups, if even our reporters don't pay attention to them, no one will see them. For those people Said, they are not a small part, they are all of themselves...Brother Kuan, all the truth should be in the sun and be seen by people."

"Xiao Yu, you are too obsessed with the truth, this may hurt you." Xia Kuancheng glanced at the rearview mirror and turned on the turn signal.

Rong Yu smiled softly, rubbed his fingers against the tip of his nose, "Brother Kuan, can you tell me why you left the TV station to become an independent photographer?"

Xia Kuancheng frowned and said nothing.

"You go to shoot those fringe corners of society, to shoot things that ordinary people can't see, and you also want to shoot battlefields, those bullets and deaths, what do you think?" Rong Yu continued to ask.

Xia Kuancheng still didn't answer.

"We are the same kind of people, Brother Kuan," Rong Yu said, "You can understand me."

Xia Kuancheng reached out and turned on the radio on the center console, turned up the volume by two notches, and the male and female hosts were broadcasting advertisements hard on the channel.

Rong Yu leaned over and lowered the volume of the radio.

"We are different." Xia Kuancheng whispered.

"What?" Rong Yu asked, "Brother Kuan, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

"It's nothing," Xia Kuancheng pursed his lips, "then you must pay attention to safety, don't let anything happen again, and I can't keep it from grandpa for you."

"I know, it was really an accident last time, I swear." Rong Yu put three fingers together and pointed upwards, "I ran in the south of the city this time, and it only ran for two days. Some practical steps and procedures have already been done.”

"Okay," Xia Kuancheng nodded, "Are there any plans for the remaining two days? Do you want to go out for a walk? Go to the mountains to get some bamboo shoots, and hunt a wild rabbit to eat?"

"It's ok, I'll see Sister Bai for a follow-up visit one day, you go on a date, and the next day we'll go out to have fun," Rong Yu shook his toes, "Call Sister Bai together."

Xia Kuancheng let out a "hmm", the look on his face faded, he honked the car horn twice, accelerated suddenly, and overtook a bus in front of him.

Unprepared, Rong Yu swayed back and forth, and stretched out his hand to pull the seat belt around his waist.

When I got home half an hour later, there was no one at home. Grandpa went fishing or did Tai Chi, and Rong Xiaoyue also went to school.Rong Yu bent down at the entrance to change his slippers. After changing his shoes, he turned around and asked Xia Kuancheng, "Come in?"

Xia Kuancheng glanced at the wall clock on the wall of the living room, "I'll go up first, there is a set of films that I need to export quickly, and I will come down later to cook for you."

"Oh, forget it, I'm in trouble, let's order takeaway at noon." Rong Yu said.

Xia Kuancheng shook his head and smiled, "Which takeaway restaurant catches your eye, Master Rong?"

Rong Yu:? ?I wouldn't be so picky.

"Tch," Xia Kuancheng glanced at him, "Don't worry about it, I'll bring the vegetables down." After speaking, he waved his hand at Rong Yu, turned around and went upstairs from the stairwell.

Rong Yu walked over and closed the door, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands and face.Facing the large mirror on the sink, I first took out a face towel and soaked it, squeezed a section of facial cleanser on it, rubbed it into foam, wiped my face and hands carefully, then changed to another face towel and rinsed it with water. Face cleanser scrub clean.

After finishing it, I looked at the mirror twice, squeezed some moisturizer and smeared it on, and then walked out of the bathroom, took a bottle of mineral water from the dining table, and went into the study.

Rong Yu's study room is very large, almost as large as the two living rooms. The surrounding walls are all covered with built-in bookcases, which are divided into wooden lattices of different sizes but harmonious and unified.

There are not many books in the bookcase, and there are more clay sculptures made by Rong Yu himself.

When there is no work, Rong Yu will close the door of the study and stay in it alone for a long time. Sometimes he will grab a lump of mud and make something out of it. Objects on the wall, in a daze...

The miniature scenes one after another were meticulously colored by him, making them even more lifelike. Markets, pavilions, pavilions, and gardens are full of flowers and trees.

There is a long distance between Lingbo Village in the south of the Yangtze River and the Black Wind Valley of the Demon Cult. The solid city wall towers into the sky, resolutely separating the two factions of good and evil.

Rong Yu not only pinched those rigid buildings, he also pinched people.

The family members of Lingbo Village, the members of the Demon Cult, the officials of the Yamen, the clerks of the inn, the small merchants in the market...

All of them are vividly engraved in his mind.

Only there is no Yan Xiao.

The person who was not only engraved in his mind, but also engraved in his limbs, the person who made him live in disappointment and hatred.Rong Yu refused to see him again, even if he was a small sculpture whose face could not be seen clearly.

Except for himself, no one knows that these exquisite clay sculptures are all his incomplete life in the previous life.

He put the life of the previous life in the bookcase to alleviate the pain caused by hyperamnesia, but it is not very useful, the pain has not been alleviated, and Yan Xiao has not been forgotten by him.

Rong Yu walked over and opened the white gauze curtain that covered the floor-to-ceiling windows, the overwhelming golden light came in, and the fine dust danced in the light.

After tidying the curtains and walking to the bookcase, he reached out and picked up a fingertip-sized slingshot.

The handle of the slingshot is made to look like a strong old tree branch, and a short piece of light yellow rubber band is wrapped around the branch.Rong Yu stretched out his fingers to stretch the rubber band, and then let go, the rubber band made a slight sound.

When he made this gadget and gave it to Yan Xiao, Rong Yu originally thought that he was a playful kid who sneaked out from some rich family, but he didn't know that Yan Xiao was the young master of the Black Wind Valley Demon Cult.

Rong Yu can't be blamed for this, Yan Xiao doesn't look like someone from Black Wind Valley at all.

The Black Wind Valley Demon Sect is famous for its madness and viciousness. They lick blood on the tip of their knives, wallow in the dead, and make enemies of all famous and decent sects.

But Yan Xiao always looked at him and smiled, his eyes were shining with stars, and the corner of his mouth was full of honey, just like a young man who is going smoothly and doesn't know the sufferings of the world.

So Rong Yu used his precious hands to make all kinds of exquisite toys for Yan Xiao.

Rong Yu put down the slingshot, picked up a small armchair half the size of a palm from the side, held it in the palm of his hand, and gently wiped off the fine dust on the armrest of the armchair with his fingertips...

The prototype of this armchair is a large pineapple chair with round curved armrests open outwards, like an embrace with arms wide open.

The same chair is a pair, which is placed in the bedroom of the second son Rong.

Rong Yu took Yan Xiao back to Lingbo Village.He sat upright in one of the chairs, Yan Xiao nestled in the other chair, his long legs were hanging on the curved armrest, his bright black eyes narrowed with a smile, his shoulders were trembling, he was out of shape... ...

Yan Xiao in this life was also not in shape, the bandages on his arms were also removed, and he was lying on his back on the sofa at the moment, his mobile phone was turned on hands-free and left on the coffee table. Discuss the arrangements for the evening with him.

"Is there anything new in the bar you mentioned?" Yan Xiao squeezed a cherry from the fruit plate on the side table and threw it into his mouth.

"Old Liu said that a batch of newcomers have joined, and the quality is quite high." Yu Mo chuckled, "As you said last time, you should be white, tall, with long legs, and have eyes like that... ..Old Liu said that there are several, and there is always one that suits you. I will reserve them for you today, and let you choose first.”

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Yan Xiao shook his long legs.

"Your arm, can you drink?" Yu Mo asked.

"Yes, there is nothing you can't." Yan Xiao raised his elbow and looked twice, there was no redness, swelling or pain, and he was recovering well.

Accidentally swallowed a cherry seed into his stomach, Yan Xiao picked up another one without paying attention, and threw it into his mouth.

"Then I'll call a few more people tonight. We didn't get together during the few days you were resting. It's quite boring. Let's have a good time tonight." Yu Mo said.

"Just pull it down overnight." Yan Xiao said.

"Okay, then should we book the place?" Yu Mo asked.

Yan Xiao: "Okay, you go and order, I'll pay the bill, call Murong too, today is Friday, the teacher has to relax, lest he say I won't take him to play."

"Okay Brother Xiao, I'll do it right away." Yu Mo whispered.

They are a bunch of rich second-generation people with a lot of money and great energy. They get together every now and then to make trouble, and they have to get their hands on whoever they want to play with. Continue as if.In addition to squandering, there are wild waves in daily life. They feel that this is very cool, and life is just for enjoyment.

This time Yan Xiao's arm was injured and they stopped for two days, the boss was recuperating at home, so they couldn't justify not stopping.

"Let the bar prepare the meals as well, and go there early." Yan Xiao ordered.

"Okay, I'll call now." Yu Mo responded.

Immediately asked again, "Brother Xiao, what have you been doing at home these two days? Why is there no sign of you in the group? Did your brother know that you can't drag racing?"

"How could my brother know that he and my sister-in-law have gone abroad, and I will take care of the children at home." Yan Xiao said.

"Child? What child?" Yu Mo asked.

"Yan Xiaoyue."

"Xiaoyue asked you to take it? People go to school every day. You can say that Murong Song's belt is more reliable." Yu Mo said, "Brother Xiao, what are you doing at home?"

With a "poof", Yan Xiao accurately spit the cherry seeds into the trash can this time, "I'm hatching birds at home."

Yu Mo: "Ah? What? Hatch a bird? Brother Xiao, what kind of bird are you talking about?"

"What kind of bird can a bird have, a bird with two flapping wings, a parrot, I got two parrot eggs."

Yu Mo: ...? ? ?

After Yan Xiaofei wanted to find a thousand-year-old tree to make a slingshot half a year ago, another hatchling appeared. This is such a strange hobby, and his buddies are becoming more and more accepting and incompetent towards him.