After rebirth, I got hypermemory

The boyfriend was in class, so Yan Xiao also became very obedient, he didn't go anywhere, he slumped on the sofa and watched a movie, a domestic sci-fi drama, the location was nondescript, he almost fell asleep again after watching it.

It wasn't until the ending song sounded that he stood up, rubbed his half-closed eyes, and muttered, "What the hell, wasting my time."

He stood up and stretched, then went to the bathroom to rub his face, and came out with drops of water on his face, thinking about what to do, so he wandered around in the living room with his slippers on.

There is a mahogany wine cabinet on the side of the sofa, and a row of silver spotlights on the top of the wine cabinet. Yan Xiao patted the wall boredly, and all the spotlights turned on with a "click", and the silver lights shone on the bottles of high-end red wine. On the liquor bottle, the glass and porcelain bottles were shining.

In the middle of a pile of bottles, there are two small things, mud brown, palm-sized, and earthy.

"What? Who put it here?" Yan Xiao leaned over to look, and just stretched out his hand halfway, there was a "buzz" in his head, as if he was struck by lightning, and his soul came out of his body.

On a mountain with jagged rocks, a large hole was dug out at the bottom of the mountain, and three big cursive characters "Black Wind Valley" were engraved on the top of the hole, and each stroke was painted with a fine layer of gold powder.Looking into the cave, micro-carved conference hall, alcove lanterns, and ant-sized demon cultists standing neatly.

The other is a gazebo with octagonal eaves. There is a black-bottomed wooden plaque on the eaves, and three big golden characters are engraved on it. The regular script "Lingbo Pavilion" is neatly written. This is a pavilion in the back garden of Lingbo Village.There is a round stone table in the pavilion, and a bird cage is placed on the table, and the two birds in the cage are dragging their long wings...

Black Wind Valley?

Lingbo Pavilion? ?

Who made this thing?Where did it come from?Why have you never seen it before?

Yan Xiao was in a daze, and his hands were still in mid-air.

He took a deep breath, grabbed the mountain, rubbed the three characters "Black Wind Valley" with his thumb, lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes visibly fluttered, his lips were tightly pressed, and he tried hard to hold his breath , as if afraid of waking up the gadget in his hand.

He frowned, staring at the clay sculpture in his hand, as if his perception was misplaced, he suddenly felt that he should have fallen asleep watching a movie, and now he was still in a dream...

"Little master—"

Yan Xiao was pinned in front of the wine cabinet, and didn't answer or move.

"Young master—" the voice calling him raised two points.

Yan Xiao didn't hear at all, and still didn't move.

"Young master," Aunt Wang came over with a plate of delicate orange pastries, and patted Yan Xiao on the shoulder, "Try this, the orange cake I made, freshly steamed."

Yan Xiao slowly raised his eyelids, turned his head, spread his palms, and showed Aunt Wang the "Black Wind Valley" in his palm, "Aunt Wang, where did this thing come from?"

Aunt Wang took a closer look, "Oh, this, this is specially given to her by classmate Xiao Yue yesterday. What's the matter? It doesn't look good here? I'll put it in another place later, and the wine cabinet still needs to be specially placed for wine. .”

"Xiao Yue's classmate?" Yan Xiao didn't care about where to put it, "What's her classmate's name?"

"It's the same name as her, and it's also called Xiaoyue, but the surname is different." Aunt Wang said.

"What's her classmate's last name?" Yan Xiao asked.

"What's your last name?" Aunt Wang thought about it for a long time, and the more she thought about it, the more confused her face became. "What's your last name? Oh, I'm really old, I can't remember..."

"I'll go out for a while." Yan Xiao put the things back where they were, walked to the door in two steps, and bent over to change his shoes.

"Hey—you don't want to eat the orange cake?" Aunt Wang followed behind him.

"Come back and eat." Yan Xiao changed his shoes and walked in again. He rummaged through the locker and found a car key. He didn't look at it carefully and held it in his hand. Then he turned and walked to the indoor elevator.

"Hey—young master, are you going out like this? No changing clothes?" Aunt Wang reminded him.

Yan Xiao lowered his head and glanced at his body. Gray round-neck pullover short-sleeved trousers, the style of ordinary home clothes.Normally, Yan Xiao would never go out like this, but now he can't take care of it, his mind is full of question marks, he wants to know the answer immediately, he is going to Yan Xiaoyue's school, ask her clearly, the one with the same name as her Who are the classmates?

While driving, Yan Xiao called Murong Song's phone, but there was no answer.

He knew that Murong Song was in class, so he didn't care, he kicked the accelerator to the end and drove to the school gate in less than 20 minutes.

Parking is not allowed here, so he circled around and parked the car in the parking space next to the gate of the wisteria garden.

Kicking the door and getting out of the car, Yan Xiao raised his chin and glanced into the wisteria garden.Rong Yu is not here now, the wisteria garden and the streets outside are not so attractive anymore, all his thoughts are on finding Yan Xiaoyue immediately.

After locking the car, he walked quickly to the school gate, only reporting Murong Song's name didn't work at all, the security guard stopped him and insisted that he call Murong Song, and then Murong Song notified the security guard before letting him go.

"Mr. Murong is in class, but he won't answer the phone when I call him, can you let me wait for him in his office?" Yan Xiao explained in a good-tempered manner.

"Mr. Murong is in class, why are you looking for him? Then I can't let you in." The security guard was very responsible and said through the retractable door.

Yan Xiao looked at the green playground on campus and thought for a while, "Okay, then I'll wait for him to finish class. When will this class end?"

"It's coming right away, and the bell will ring in 10 minutes." The security guard said with a smile as if he was relieved, "Thank you for your understanding, our school security is very strict now, you can't come in and out casually, the safety of the students comes first. One."

"Well, that's good... so our parents can rest assured." Yan Xiao perfunctory absent-mindedly, holding the phone in one hand and putting the other in his trouser pocket, walked to the edge of the security guard box and stood waiting.

"You are the parent? Impossible, you are too young." The security guard followed.

"I take good care of myself." Yan Xiao's mouth curled up.

"Dinglingling" the get out of class bell finally rang, and people began to appear in the corridor outside the classroom, joking and bustling. Yan Xiao had never spent such a long 10 minutes, and before the ringing stopped, he bowed his head and dialed a redial again.

Still no one picked up.

After waiting for another three or two minutes, Murong Song called. He only said "you" over there, and Yan Xiao turned to the phone, "I'm at the gate of your school, ask the security master to let me in."

Then hand the phone to the security guard.

This time it went smoothly, within two sentences, the security guard hung up the phone, returned the phone to Yan Xiao, and opened the door for him.

Yan Xiao hurriedly walked in, then turned around when he remembered something, and asked the security guard, "Which room is Teacher Murong Song's office?"

"In the innermost part," Security Yang pointed to him. "See that yellow building? The teacher's building. The office of the first-year teacher is on the third floor. You can look for it after you go."

"Thank you." Yan Xiao ran to the teacher's building.

When he found the office, Murong Song bent down to fetch water for him beside the water dispenser, Yan Xiao sat down on Teacher Murong's chair, panting, "Murong, quickly call Yan Xiaoyue over."

Murong Song straightened up, held the paper cup and looked at Yan Xiao with a nervous expression, "Brother Xiao, what happened to your family?"

"No." Yan Xiao reached out and grabbed the paper cup, raised his head and took two mouthfuls, "You ask Yan Xiao to come over, I have something to ask her."

"What happened to her?" Murong Song was worried that his student would be beaten by her uncle.

It's not impossible, Yan Xiao can't tell, and so can his little niece, if Yan Xiaoyue sets fire to the house and demolishes the house, Yan Xiao will definitely teach her a lesson.

"Oh, hurry up, I'll ask her something, she's still in class." Yan Xiao put the paper cup on the table and swung out a circle of water.

"You just asked something and you came to school? Why don't you ask her later when she comes home from school." Murong Song's tone was a little more relaxed.

"No, I can't hold her back from school, so call her over quickly."

"Then you wait." Murong Song walked out of the office and brought Yan Xiaoyue in after a while.

"Uncle, why are you looking for me? You even came to school to look for me, delaying my study." Yan Xiaoyue leaned against the table.

Yan Xiao went straight to the point, "Let me ask you, what happened to the clay sculpture your classmate gave you?"

Yan Xiaoyue: "??? I can't understand what you're saying. It's just two clay sculptures, a small cave and a small pavilion. My classmate gave it to us when he came to see the little parrot. That's all."

Yan Xiao took a deep breath, "Where did that thing come from?"

"I said it was given by my classmate." Yan Xiaoyue rolled her eyes, "What's wrong, uncle? Do you suspect that the thing came from a wrong way?"

Yan Xiao didn't think about it, he just wanted to know who made Black Wind Valley and Lingbo Pavilion, but Yan Xiaoyue stopped him from asking, he pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer them for a moment.

"Oh, uncle, what are you thinking? It was carved by my classmate's brother." Yan Xiaoyue said.

"Your classmate's brother?" Yan Xiao's shoulders slumped, and the image of a middle school student appeared in his mind, frowning and thinking, when someone knocked lightly on the office door three times.

"Report!" A crisp voice sounded at the door.

"Come in." Murong Song waved outside.

Rong Xiaoyue came in with a pile of homework, "Mr. Murong, the homework has been collected." She put the homework on the table.

"Hey Xiaoyue," Yan Xiaoyue turned her head and grabbed Rong Xiaoyue's wrist, "You came just in time, this is my uncle."

"Oh, hello uncle, your little parrot is very cute." Rong Xiaoyue greeted Yan Xiao very politely.

This little girl is the classmate who gave Yan Xiaoyue the clay sculpture.Yan Xiao nodded, it was not good to ask Rong Xiaoyue directly, and said politely, "That little parrot is cute."

"Well, so cute." Rong Xiaoyue smiled.

Yan Xiaoyue took her arm, "Xiaoyue, the two small sculptures you gave me were carved by your brother himself, right?"

"Yes," Rong Xiaoyue nodded, "You have seen it before, and there are many more in my house. What's the matter?"

"Hey," Murong Song came over and patted Yan Xiao on the shoulder, "Have you finished asking? They are going to class." Turning to talk to his students, "Rong Xiaoyue, please go back to class and inform your classmates that the physical education teacher is sick. Alright, my Chinese in the next class."

"Rong Xiaoyue?" Yan Xiao stood up, calming down the storm in his heart, "Your surname is Rong?"

"Yes, Uncle, I forgot to introduce myself to you, I am Rong Xiaoyue."

"Then your brother's surname is also Rong?" Yan Xiao tried his best to pretend that he was asking casually.

"Yes, his last name is Rong." Rong Xiaoyue said.

"Your brother?" Yan Xiao remembered that Rong Yu had told him that he lived with his grandfather and cousin.

"It's not my own brother, it's my cousin. My mother and I have last names." Rong Xiaoyue explained.

A bright light burst out from the depths of the darkness, Yan Xiao's hands trembled, and he quickly put them in his trouser pockets, "Rong Yu?"

"Yes, my brother is Rong Yu. Uncle, do you know my brother?" Rong Xiaoyue asked with a smile.

"I know him, he is a reporter from the TV station." Yan Xiao wanted to confirm further.

"Yes, he's a reporter from the TV station. He often wins prizes," Rong Xiaoyue said.

Yan Xiao's whole body seemed to be torn apart, the whole body was scattered, the light in his eyes dimmed suddenly, he let out a breath, "Hurry up and go to class."

Murong Song also waved at them, "Hurry up and go back to the classroom, get ready for class."

"Uncle, you're here to ask this? It's weird." Yan Xiaoyue shrugged in confusion, greeted Murong Song and Yan Xiao, took Rong Xiaoyue's arm, and the two girls chatted and laughed. to go out.

Murong Song lowered his head and packed up the textbooks and loudspeaker for class, "What did you come here to ask? That's all? I was startled at first, thinking that something serious happened to your family."

"I'm going back." Yan Xiao stood up.

"Oh, okay, I'm going to class, so I won't see you off." Murong Song said.

"Will you go to Yu Mo's place for dinner tonight?" Yan Xiao asked.

"He told me that I can't go, I have a late study at night, you can eat."

"Okay, let's go first." Walking to the door and turning around, Yan Xiao said, "Rong Yu is my boyfriend, did I tell you about this?"

"No," Murong Song was stunned for a while, and finally grinned, "Congratulations, Brother Xiao."

Yan Xiao didn't know how he drove the car home, and also forgot how he entered the house and fell into the sofa.

He stared blankly at the two gadgets in the wine cabinet, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter,

Why did Rong Yu lie to him?Rong Yu clearly remembered the events of his previous life, he knew who he was from the very beginning?He pushed him away, beat him, and let him chase him cautiously...

How could Rong Yu have the heart to treat him like this?

So aggrieved.

Yan Xiao buried his face deeply in his palm.