After rebirth, I got hypermemory

Who is that person on the screen if not Yan Xiao?

In addition to that good-looking face, there is also a slender neck, a collarbone that looks like wings because of the wide opening of the shirt collar, and a small bare chest.

Holding a man in his arms, his long legs were kicking on the side of the coffee table, looking arrogant and happy.

Rong Yu tapped vigorously on the mouse, but he didn't know what he was typing, and the white arrow poked Yan Xiao's face back and forth.

accurate.

Obviously upset.

Very upset.

But he can only endure the discomfort, and he is not qualified to manage others.

Yan Xiao is at the moment when he hugs other people in front of him, he is not qualified to control them, they are single people who come and go freely.

Rong Yu grabbed the mineral water bottle and poured it up with his head raised.

After the whole bottle of water was drunk, Rong Yu put the empty bottle on the desk with a bang, and after two seconds, grabbed the empty bottle and turned sideways, facing the trash can by the door, and threw it over.

Unable to control the direction, the empty bottle bounced twice on the side of the trash can, fell to the ground, rolled twice and stopped by the wall.

Rong Yu looked at the empty bottle on the ground, as if his soul was withdrawn, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, I stood up, walked to the wall, bent down to pick up the empty bottle, and threw it into the trash can.

Then walk back to the computer and sit down.

Rong Yu was annoyed by the face on the computer screen, he clicked the mouse to turn off the picture.

Then delete the less than 5-second frame in the video, click to save again, then click to open the video, drag it from beginning to end, save it at the end when there is no problem, and move it to a special folder.

The blue desktop of the computer was on, and Rong Yu's hand was on the mouse, and he didn't move for a long time.

The emotional ups and downs have passed, and Rong Yu also wants to understand what's going on with him.No matter what, he would still pick Yan Xiao out from the crowd, and he would still care about him, just like the previous life.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the back of the chair, and recalled what Yan Xiao had told him.He intuitively thought that Yan Xiao didn't lie to him this time.

Then why didn't his elder brother Rong Kuancheng tell him anything.

Protons, to put it bluntly, are hostages.If he is sent to a neighboring country as a hostage, ten years, 20 years... I don't know when he will be taken back home again, maybe he will be at a loss between life and death.

This matter was bigger than the sky for Ling Bozhuang, but no one in the family mentioned it to him, and this memory was completely blank in Rong Yu's mind.

What is the truth?

Yan Xiao knew part of it, and perhaps only Rong Kuancheng knew about the other part.

But Xia Kuancheng in this life didn't carry the memory of the previous life with him, so there was no proof of the whole matter.

No matter how strong his desire for the truth was, Rong Yu couldn't find the remaining clues.

He sighed deeply, opened his eyes, sat up straight, and clicked on his work mailbox to check the information.

The time for serious work always passed very quickly, and before Rong Yu realized it, it was time for dinner.

He turned off the monitor, stood up, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, stretched his arms for a stretch, and walked out of the study.

The lights in the living room and dining room have been turned on. There is a minimalist ceiling lamp in the middle of the living room. A chandelier of the same type and different style is installed in the dining room. The room is filled with warm lights.

The kitchen is bustling with activity, the pressure cooker, electric rice cooker, range hood are whirring, the oil at the bottom of the pot is smoking, the spatula is touching the plates and bowls, and the fish dishes on the stove are fragrant... ...

A figure with a broad back was standing in front of the stove, with a gray and white checked apron around his waist, and he was patting cucumbers with his head down.Rong Yu stared at Xia Kuancheng for a while, this is his brother, and his family from the previous life came by his side again, he felt really good.

Rong Yu walked over and sniffed vigorously, "It smells so delicious, brother Kuan, what kind of food did you cook?"

"Look for yourself." Xia Kuancheng looked back at Rong Yu and smiled, then turned around and put the cucumbers he had photographed into a shallow plate, put the plate aside, brushed Rong Yu with his arm, and smiled again, "What do you mean?" It’s really inedible to slap cucumbers without minced garlic.”

Rong Yu was bending over to check the dishes on the stove, braised beef brisket with potatoes, stir-fried pork, shredded chicken... Just as he was about to reach for his chopsticks, he grinned when he heard Xia Kuancheng's words, "You put garlic Hey, you guys eat, I don't eat."

Xia Kuancheng didn't hear it, picked up the bottle of soy sauce, seasoned vinegar, pepper powder and chicken essence and poured it on the crushed cucumber. After the condiments were finished, he picked up the plate with both hands and shook it in circles. In front of Rong Yu, "Taste?"

"It looks very ordinary, you can add some sugar." Rong Yu grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his hands.

"This one doesn't need to add sugar, when have you ever seen a cucumber being slapped with sugar?" Xia Kuancheng said.

"But I see that you put vinegar, and you put sugar when you put vinegar. These two are a fixed combination." Rong Yu said.

The corners of Xia Kuancheng's mouth widened, and he took the glass jar of sugar from the seasoning rack, "I added sugar, you want to eat, don't leave it to me."

Then sprinkled another layer of sugar on the emerald green cucumber, and held the plate up to Rong Yu's eyes again, "I added sugar, let's taste it."

Rong Yu picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it crunchily, and frowned, "It's not delicious."

"It's all yours," Xia Kuancheng shoved the plate into Rong Yu's hand, "I said no sugar, but if you insist on adding it, it won't taste good if you add it, it's really hard to serve."

"Oh, your dish is unpalatable not because of adding sugar or not." Rong Yu put the plate back on the stove and pushed it into the corner, "It's the ingredients, you can't do it with cucumbers."

Xia Kuancheng glanced at him, "You really don't want to eat?"

Rong Yu shook his head.

"Then I added onion, ginger and garlic." Xia Kuancheng reached out and took the plate back.

"Okay, Jiajiajia." Rong Yu nodded quickly.

Xia Kuancheng took a piece of ginger and a bunch of garlic cloves from the basket and put them on the cutting board, Rong Yu subconsciously held his breath.The former glanced at him, "I'll cut it later when you go out."

"Oh." Rong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, poked a piece of sauce-red beef brisket with his chopsticks, and ate it into his mouth.

As long as you sip it, the smooth and soft muscles will rot, and the meaty fragrance will fill your mouth. "It's delicious." Rong Yu puffed his cheeks, swallowed it after chewing, and moved to the front of the oven, "Brother Kuan, what are you baking?"

"Hey, stay away from the oven, the temperature is quite high." Xia Kuancheng pulled him back.

Rong Yu moved a little away from the oven, bent over, and stared at the oven with wide eyes.

Xia Kuancheng smiled and said, "I grilled a cheese lobster."

"Hey," Rong Yu licked his lips and straightened up, "Today's food is very hard, lobster beef, and mandarin fish, who bought the food?"

"I bought it." Xia Kuancheng said.

"It's a waste, brother wide."

"What's the cost? Isn't it to heal your wounds?" Xia Kuancheng also bent down to look at the lobster in the oven, and reached out to turn the high heat to medium.

"What kind of injury do I still have? My injury is healed." Rong Yu poked another piece of potato and ate it.

"Where's the problem? I've been hurt for 100 days. Is it enough? Let's take care of it." Xia Kuancheng said.

"I want to eat like this for 100 days?" Rong Yu sniffed, "Then my non-existent injury should heal, and I should lose weight by then."

"Then I'll accompany you to lose weight." Xia Kuancheng smiled, "What time is it?"

"6 o'clock," Rong Yu took out his phone and glanced at it, "What's wrong?"

"Lao An said he would come over for dinner, and he said he would be there at 6 o'clock." Xia Kuancheng said.

"He came to my house for dinner and didn't even tell me?" Rong Yu smiled, "I'll ask him for an explanation later."

"Did he tell you that there is food to eat?" Xia Kuancheng faintly smiled at the corners of his eyes.

"Only cold dishes," Rong Yu conceded, "Is my grandfather coming back? Brother Kuan, do you know?"

"Grandpa didn't come back for dinner. I called him and asked him. He said he would have dinner with his boxing buddies at Huade Building before going home."

While chatting with Rong Yu, Xia Kuancheng handled various dishes deftly.

Rong Yu leaned against the stove, holding two chopsticks, tasting this plate and then that plate.

About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang, Rong Yu dropped his chopsticks and walked out, "It's Lao An, I'll go and open the door."

"Hey, take two dishes out." Xia Kuancheng called to him.

"Oh." Rong Yu came back with two quick steps, and took out two dishes from the stove, put the dishes on the dining table first, and then went to open the door.

Sure enough, it was Anyuan, who started to yell as soon as he entered the door, "Oh, there's a traffic jam on the road, I'm sorry for being late."

"What are you embarrassed about? Fake or not." Rong Yu kicked a pair of slippers for him.

"I didn't tell you I'm sorry, I told Xia Kuancheng." An Yuan put on his slippers and handed Rong Yu a small wooden box.

"What is this?" Rong Yu asked.

"A small piece of jadeite, the water head is okay, I met it last time I went to Nanzhou." An Yuanjin pulled on his slippers and walked towards the restaurant very familiarly.

Rong Yu opened the wooden box, and there was a piece of jade the size of half an egg lying in the white velvet. He carefully took it out, and facing the light, the natural stone was bright and pleasing, and the emerald land was excellent, "Wow!" He exclaimed , "Great hand, Lao An," carefully put the jade back into the wooden box, and asked again, "Did you do something bad to sell me? Now bribe me with something."

"Yes, yes, I sold you." An Yuan dragged a chair and sat down, reaching for the sliced ​​meat on the plate.

"Hey——" Rong Yu's pupils trembled, and he temporarily forgot about the emerald, "Have you washed your hands yet?"

"No." An Yuan stopped and looked at Rong Yu, "I'm almost exhausted, don't be so particular."

"Wait." Rong Yu dug out a pack of wet paper towels from the closet and threw it over, "Wipe with a wet paper towel."

"No one is better than you when it comes to being particular. You won't get sick if you don't do anything clean." An Yuan took out two wet paper towels, wiped his hands, and shouted back into the kitchen, "Xia Kuancheng, and No food, I'll eat first."

Xia Kuancheng poked his head out from the kitchen, "Come on, you eat first, Xiaoyu is here to serve the dishes."

"Okay," Rong Yu responded to Xia Kuancheng, walking towards the kitchen and shouting to the room on the other side, "Rong Xiaoyue, come out for dinner."

After all the dishes were served, Xia Kuancheng took off his apron, washed his hands, and sat down, "Why hasn't Xiaoyue been on the table yet?"

"I'll call," Rong Yu stood up, "Maybe I'm doing my homework with earphones on, I can't hear you."

Rong Yu walked behind Rong Xiaoyue, as expected, the little girl was wearing a pink earphone, shaking her head, the brush in her hand was falling down, and the draft paper was densely packed with equations.

"It's time to eat, Xiaoyue." Rong Yu reached out and patted Xiaoyue's shoulder.

"Eh?" Xiaoyue's shoulders trembled, she turned her head and saw that it was Rong Yu, she grinned, "Dinner? So soon?"

"I called you just now, but you didn't hear." Rong Yu turned around, "Don't wear headphones, it's not good for your ears."

"Oh, I'm listening to music." Xiaoyue took off the earphones, hung them around her neck, got up and followed Rong Yu out of the room.

He went to the bathroom to wash his hands first, and then sat next to Rong Yu, "Brother Kuancheng, hello Brother Anyuan." The little girl was very polite.

"Hey," the two elder brothers hurriedly agreed, and pushed the lobster beef towards Xiaoyue, "Eat it quickly, eat more, you, like your brother, need supplements now."

"Yes, I need to make up. Our teacher Murong said that you must first have a good body in high school, otherwise you won't be able to survive the third year." Xiaoyue caught a lump of lobster meat.

"Your teacher is right," Rong Yu brought the plate of steamed mandarin fish in front of Xiaoyue, "Eat fish, eat fish to be smart."

Xiaoyue obediently picked out a large piece of snow-white fish.

"Hurry up and eat too." Xia Kuancheng said to Rong Yu.

"I ate much better just now." Rong Yu picked up the bowl, took two bites, and looked at An Yuan, "Old An, why did you give me such an expensive thing? You haven't explained clearly yet."

"Your National Journalism Award bonus has come down," An Yuan said, "Didn't you list the entire Department of Culture and Sports? Everyone got a bit, and I will take it from you and use it to you. Interesting enough?"

"That's not so much." Rong Yu's eyes widened.

"The triple rewards given by the superiors this time, one from the Propaganda Department, one from the Taili, and one from the News Center. The amount is not bad." An Yuan explained, "Didn't you receive the money? It was sent to everyone's account up."

"I didn't pay attention." Rong Yu said.

"You got too much bonus, it doesn't matter anymore." An Yuan said.

"Brother, you got the bonus again?" Rong Xiaoyue stretched out her hand and patted Rong Yu, "Awesome, I adore you."

Rong Yu smiled, "You will definitely be better than me in the future, I have never been the first in my grade. Want a gift? My brother will buy it for you."

"I must buy a gift. I haven't thought about it yet. You owe it first." Xiaoyue said, "Oh, by the way, brother, I'm going to my classmate's house tomorrow after the training class. Did I tell you?" gone?"

"Well, I've said it before, your deskmate with the same name but a different surname, let's go." Rong Yu said.

After thinking about it, he reminded, "When you go to someone's house, you have to be polite and say hello to someone."

"I know," Xiaoyue nodded, "I might have dinner at her house."

"I'm still eating," Rong Yu paused, "Then do you want to bring some fruit milk for someone?"

"No fruit milk," Xiaoyue shook her head, "I want to give her that..."

"Which what?" Rong Yu asked.

Xiaoyue cleared her throat, "Brother, can you give her two of the gadgets you carved?" She looked at her brother tentatively, and before Rong Yu could answer, she hurriedly explained, "The last time I made a video call with her When she saw it, she said that she liked it very much, and I agreed to give her two of them."

Rong Yu lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice.

Xia Kuancheng picked up a piece of beef for Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue, you can give it with something else. Your brother treats those little things as treasures, so I can't wait to wrap them up."

"Oh, it's okay if you don't give it away, brother," Xiaoyue stroked the bangs on her forehead, "She won't be angry because of this, it's okay."

Rong Yu put down his chopsticks slowly, "Your brother can't be so stingy, pick it yourself, choose your own."

"Really? Thank you brother." The little girl smiled and her eyes turned into crooked moons.