After rebirth, I got hypermemory

Originally, he looked aggressive and wanted to fight.

Only halfway through the distance of 10 meters, the slumped face was retracted, and another expression was put on.

Rong Yu was standing on the side of the road with his bicycle in one hand, alone and alone. A gust of wind blew up his wide white T-shirt, making him look even thinner.

Tall and thin, the hair on his forehead was blown up by the wind, revealing a fair face, no matter how Yan Xiao looked at him, he felt pitiful, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Before the wind had blown, gentle emotions filled Yan Xiao's entire chest.

Rong Yu didn't see Yan Xiao, and was turning around to walk into the community, Yan Xiao anxiously shouted, "Rong Yu!"

Rong Yu turned his head and saw Yan Xiao walking towards him, his heart fluttered, and he raised his hand to stroke his hair, "You...why are you still here?"

"I'm waiting for you," Yan Xiao stood in front of Rong Yu, "I'm afraid you won't send me messages after get off work. You left work so early?"

"...Yeah." Rong Yu nodded.

"No more orders today?" Yan Xiao asked.

"En." Rong Yu nodded again, he planned to go home and sort out the information he just got from the young driver.

Yan Xiao's lips moved.

It is best to go home, and he is most at ease when he goes home.

But if he only runs one order a day, how can Rong Yu pay the rent? 4000 yuan.

This is so worrying about Young Master Yan.

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Yan Xiao glanced at the bicycle in Rong Yu's hand, "You treated me at noon, how about I treat you tonight?"

"You and I are very clear about it." Rong Yu smiled.

"No, I didn't make it clear with you, I just...want to stay with you." Yan Xiao raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose.

Rong Yu frowned, "I have other things to do, you should go back too."

"Oh." Yan Xiao responded without moving his feet.

"What's wrong?" Rong Yu glanced at him, "Is there anything else?"

"That..." Yan Xiao's voice weakened, and he stared down at Rong Yu's protruding wrist.

There are light blue and light purple veins between the well-shaped wrist bones, hidden under the fair skin.

"Why are you hesitating?" Rong Yu said and turned to leave.

"Hey—wait a minute." Yan Xiao reached out and grabbed him.

Rong Yu glanced back at him, coldly, Yan Xiao immediately let go of his hand.

"Who was that person who sent you back just now?" Yan Xiao asked in a low voice with his eyelids drooping.

Rong Yu looked at Yan Xiao, and suddenly felt that he was like a small animal, and thought of those days when he was pinching his ears to play.

Like a round drop of water, it hit the hard ice surface lightly, the water drop rolled on the ice surface, and cracks appeared on the ice surface.

"Something happened to my driver, and that person is the driver of the express car I called." Rong Yu clenched his fists into his trouser pockets, his fingers were tightly clenched, and his voice was calm and slow.

"Oh." Yan Xiao raised his eyes, the bright black pupils were bent, reflecting the warm light of the sun, and then dimmed after a while, "Why did he pat you on the shoulder? He even shook hands with you."

"It's none of your business" could not be uttered, Rong Yu cleared his throat, "It's my colleague." He simply dealt with it.

"Oh." Yan Xiao nodded.

"Go back, Yan Xiao, I really have something to do." Rong Yu said the same words again.

"Oh," Yan Xiao looked into his eyes, still not moving.

Rong Yu was amused by his naive look, showing his white teeth, "Oh oh oh, oh what, you are a goose?"

Seeing Rong Yu smiling, Yan Xiao also laughed, "I don't want to leave. It's still early, and it's still dark."

"Then you stand here, I'm leaving." Rong Yu had nothing to do with him.

Yan Xiao suddenly stretched out his right hand, "You shake my hand too, okay?"

"Why are you still so naive?" Rong Yu stretched out his right hand and shook him.

Yan Xiao stared at him, "What do you mean?"

"It means from early morning to now." Rong Yu let go of his hand, and this time Yan Xiao didn't hold on to it, but also let go readily.

"I'll come and see you tomorrow." Yan Xiao said.

"I have something to do tomorrow." Rong Yu grounded it quickly.

"If I want to ask you out, you can have something to do every day." Yan Xiao didn't care, "Then I'll still wait for you here."

"Don't wait for me, I really have something to do." Rong Yu said.

He has already made an appointment with Bai Jinwei for a follow-up visit tomorrow, there is no cure for hypermemory, and going to Bai Jinwei's place is just for psychological comfort, and sometimes he will be treated with hypnotherapy, so that he can feel more comfortable for a short time.

Hearing that Rong Yu was coming, Dr. Bai immediately arranged a time, and gave the best time slot, from 9 am to 12 am.I also agreed with Xia Kuancheng, and the two of them will go together.

Rong Yu went to the doctor first, and the three of them had lunch together after the treatment.

Then go home, go home, date a date.

Very relaxing day.

Rong Yu wouldn't tell Yan Xiao about seeing a psychiatrist. With Yan Xiao's way of staring at him now, tell him that I should see a psychiatrist?That's just an extra problem, and it's not too big a deal.

"Can you tell me anything? Just tell me, I won't come if you don't want me to come," Yan Xiao seemed to apologize to him, "... Forget it, if you don't tell me It’s okay, you don’t have the obligation to tell me everything.”

Retreat to advance?Rong Yu is well aware of his little trick, Yan Xiao has used it on him many times before.

It worked very well, and this time was no exception, Rong Yu's heart softened.

"I'll send you a message when I get home tomorrow. I don't know the exact time. I have to do some errands in the morning and have dinner with my brother and sister-in-law at noon. I should be home in the afternoon."

"Okay," Yan Xiao smiled brightly, "I'll wait for your message tomorrow afternoon. Don't forget."

"I won't forget, I'm leaving." Rong Yu waved at Yan Xiao, turned around and entered the community first.

Walking on the path, the green trees on the side of the path waved their leaves and swept over his shoulders.

Rong Yu walked slowly, thinking about something.

Memory is really a harmful thing sometimes, the mouth is faster than the brain, and a lot of words pop out habitually.

They hadn't been in love for long, but it was true.It's true that there are so many years of hate.The two emotions rise and fall one after the other, like two ends of a balance, one does not know which one will win in the end, and Rong Yu does not know which one he should surrender to.

Has Yan Xiao always been like this?Rong Yu asked himself.

Want to know everything, want to ask everything, isn't this the opposite?Obviously the one who wants to know everything is himself, why can't he ask?

Ask that question, Yan Xiao, why didn't you tell me that you are the young master of the Demon Cult?

Rong Yu couldn't stand himself, he was actually not such a cowardly and hesitant person.

"Yan Xiao..." Rong Yu tossed his hair, looking back in a strange way.

Yan Xiao didn't leave, but stood with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head to one side and laughing at him.

Rong Yu froze for a moment, raised his lips and smiled, raised his hand and waved, getting the same response from Yan Xiao, then quickened his pace and walked into the unit door.

Putting the bicycle by the door, after entering the house, Rong Yu changed his shoes and hurried to the balcony.

Xiaoyue, who was lying on the desk doing homework, raised her head and called "Brother" to him.

Rong Yu didn't hear it.

Xiaoyue turned her head to look at him, saw him looking down, and asked, "What are you looking at bro?"

"I didn't see anything." Rong Yu said.

The black Audi parked at the gate turned on its orange-red turn signal and drove away.

Heaving a sigh of relief for some reason, Rong Yu slowly returned to the room.

"Brother—" Xiaoyue called out again.

"what?"

"What are you holding?" Xiaoyue pointed to the plastic bag he was holding.

"Oh, my clothes." Rong Yu replied.

"Did you take it out for dry cleaning? Why don't you take ours to be washed together?" Xiaoyue pursed her mouth.

As for her brother, he is good at everything except housework.You can't say he's lazy, because he's really not lazy.Just can't cook, can't sweep the floor, can't do laundry...

It used to be like this, but it doesn’t seem to be completely true. Rong Yu personally operated the washing machine early this morning. He searched for the manual on the Internet. After washing a jacket and a pair of pants, he not only washed them in the washing machine, but also hung them on a hanger to dry. Yes, it has been smoothed out, which is a miracle.

Xiaoyue turned her head to look at the drying rack on the balcony, it was a little different from what she saw when she got up early in the morning, she didn't think much about it, and she didn't plan that Rong Yu would answer her questions about dry cleaning, and went back to doing her homework.

Rong Yu took a bottle of mineral water from the dining table, threw it in his hand, and went into the study.He walked over and half-closed the curtains, just to block the direct sunlight on the computer screen, bent down and turned on the computer mainframe.

While waiting for the computer to turn on, Rong Yu unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took two sips, and walked along the bookshelves all over the wall.

The bookshelves are full of clay sculptures he made.

He reached out and picked up an old pagoda tree the size of a palm, which was planted in the back garden of Lingbo Village, with vicissitudes of the trunk and luxuriant branches and leaves.

In summer, he took Yan Xiao to climb up together, the two of them lay on the branches, biting sweet peaches, in the shaded tree canopy, you scratch me with your hands, and I stretch out my feet to hook you, Get pink juice all over your face...

Rong Yu put the tree back, took two steps to the side, and picked up a clay peddler the size of a fingernail. The peddler was holding a tree of candied haws, with his hand next to his mouth, opening his mouth to sell.

In his last life, he met Yan Xiao beside this person.

Yan Xiao was alone, staring at the candied haws.Rong Yu led a team of servants and stood at the gate of Yihong Courtyard not far away, staring at Yan Xiao.

Dressed in a purple and black robe, the young man stood upright, his chiseled chin raised slightly, his eyes brighter than night pearls were half-closed, looking at the bright red candied haws.

Rong Yu looked at it for a while, seeing that Yan Xiao didn't buy it or leave, "What's so good about candied haws?" He felt strange.

This character was born like a scorching crystal, the well-informed second young master of Lingbozhuang had never seen it before, and Yihongyuan didn't want to go in to play, and planned to tease this beautiful young master.

Rong Yu stepped forward, randomly picked out a candied haws and handed it over, "My lord, please eat."

"Ah?" Yan Xiao came back to his senses, and quickly declined, "How can this be done?"

"What is that young master looking at?" Rong Yu took back the candied haws.

"I..." Yan Xiao bit his lip, his face was stained with a blush.

"He has no money," said the candied haws vendor.

Yan Xiao lowered his head and was about to leave, but Rong Yu grabbed his wrist, "Wait."

"What are you grabbing my hand for?" Yan Xiao's eyes widened.

Rong Yu stuffed him with candied haws, turned around and told the servant, "I want all this pile of candied haws, pay for it."

Not only the hawker's candied haws, but all the candied haws in the whole market were bought by Rong Yu.

The servant, carrying a tree of candied haws, followed neatly behind the two, like a red lantern for Rong Yu and Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao was embarrassed at first, but this embarrassment didn't last long, the child's character was revealed in a short while, jumping up and down, holding candied haws and gnawing.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that Rong Yu knew that Yan Xiao was not the young son of a rich family who sneaked out.He is the young master of the Demon Cult who brought him a lot of happiness, but also brought him a lot of pain...

Rong Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and put the clay peddler back on the bookshelf.

Taking two steps back, Rong Yu glanced at the small clay sculptures on the wall.There is no Yan Xiao in it, but in fact, there are memories about Yan Xiao in every portrayal.

There was a ding ding dong dong sound from the computer, Rong Yu sat on the computer chair, held the mouse and clicked twice.

First, I opened the online car-hailing document, quickly typed in what the young driver said just now, and then spent another 20 minutes to organize it into a smooth interview record.

After finishing all this, Rong Yu closed the document, and then opened the nearly completed undercover bar inspection video of counterfeit wine. He went to the bar to secretly film it a month ago, and now he plans to check it again.

The mouse slides on the video editing interface, mosaics are applied to the places that should be mosaiced, and sound processing is also done to the places that should be changed. Rong Yu himself feels very satisfied.

The progress bar slid to the end, and the lower left corner of the whole screen showed the backs of a bunch of people, noisily fighting for wine.

A group of people surrounded a young man, blocking him in all directions, without adding mosaics at all.

The wine glass and bottle "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong," the young man hugged him from left to right, feeding him a sip from one side and pouring him a glass from the other side.

Rong Yu's eyes darkened, and he moved his fingers to zoom in on the screen, and an excellent and familiar profile stopped in the middle of the screen.