amnesia notebook

The young man's metabolism is fast, no matter how serious the wound was, after Su Linchi took care of it for a month, he was almost healed. After removing the bandages and plaster, his shoulders became even more broad. Walking in the aisle of the hospital, he attracted the attention of many people.

Yu Bai's performance is the most outstanding, Su Linchi can feel his straightforward and warm gaze every moment, like a small hook, firmly stuck to his body, even sitting in the driver's seat, he keeps looking at him Turn away.

When Yu Bai looked in the direction of the co-pilot again, Su Linchi was defeated: "You...drive carefully and don't get distracted."

"Huh?" Yu Bai reacted slowly, "I didn't look at you, I looked in the rearview mirror."

Su Linchi was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was acting affectionate, and curled his fingers unconsciously.

He thought that Yu Bai would definitely take the opportunity to show off, so he made fun of him, and waited for a long time with bated breath, but he didn't hear the man's laughter, so he couldn't help but glanced at him, and said in surprise, "Are you hot?" ?”

Yu Bai's side face had a sickly blush, as if he was drunk, he opened the window graciously, and said with a smile, "It's a little stuffy in the car."

The wind whistling along the road blows in, bringing a burst of fresh and moist vegetation to the nose of Su Linchi.

He suddenly understood something.

Su Linchi silently opened the window of the co-pilot's car, Yu Bai and him looked forward and the other looked to the right, and tacitly stopped talking.

After a while, Su Linchi said, "Go back to the hospital."

Yu Bai: "I've already entered the village in the city, I don't have time to drive there, and you don't have a driver's license."

He stepped on the accelerator and drove the car at a fast speed. Not long after, he slammed on the brakes and stopped under the tube building.

Su Linchi, who was restless, got out of the carriage immediately, but Yu Bai moved a little slowly, and staggered when he got out of the carriage.He endured the sudden dizziness, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Su Linchi standing at an arm's length away from him with a laptop in his hand, looking at him with concern, with a rare look of helplessness: "How do you feel?" gone?"

Yu Bai is not in a good mood. For him, the estrus period is both troublesome and useless. If it is not harmful to the body, it is better to have the glands removed. However, after many days of closed-mouth meditation, Su Linchi finally stopped talking He shivered coldly, which made him laugh involuntarily: "Don't worry, you still have the strength to walk back."

Su Linchi said, "Go upstairs quickly, I'm going to repair the computer."

After resting in the rented house for a few days, his headache stopped and he was unwilling to eat and live for free. He used Yu Bai's laptop to browse the recruitment information, which actually led him to find a job as a translator. The keyboard is like flowing water, but unfortunately Yu Bai's laptop failed to withstand the high-intensity work, and it crashed yesterday.Su Linchi took it off before going to the hospital, planning to repair it by the way.

Yu Bai said, "You can't drive."

"I can take the subway," Su Linchi urged nervously, "Go upstairs!"

Yu Bai waved his hand with a smile, and staggered into the corridor under his watch.

Su Linchi took the time to send a message, asking him "Have you entered the house?" Yu Bai's reply came quickly.

"Into the house." He said again, "You don't have to wait, just go."

Through the screen window, Yu Bai watched Su Linchi read his WeChat with his mobile phone in his hand, stood there hesitating for a while, walked away slowly, turned a corner, and disappeared completely.

He withdrew his gaze, threw the three empty needles into the trash can, and moved back to the bedroom step by step, allowing himself to slam into the mattress wearily. The inhibitor surged in his blood vessels and took effect quickly. After the heat faded away, it still made him tremble all over.

"It's only been three months," Yu Bai said to himself exhausted, "It might be earlier next time... I must ask Su Linchi for damages." He touched his forehead again, Dazedly thinking: "Why is it still so hot..."

Before he could figure out why, the remaining consciousness was completely swallowed up by sleepiness.

Zhou Xinlai talked for several hours, his throat was dry enough to smoke, Zhou then handed him a bottle of water, he gulped down two gulps, and tasted the smell of medicine: "What did you put?"

"Fat Dahai." Zhou Zai said.

Zhou Xinlai distributed leaflets for the first time two weeks ago. He stood on the street all afternoon. He was not tired at all, but his throat was sore.He went to the pharmacy to buy throat lozenges, and the clerk recommended Pang Dahai, but the price really discouraged him, so he didn't want to ask Zhou Zai to buy it.

His colleague was right next to him. He didn't want to look poor and make others look down on him, so he pretended to be calm and said, "How much did you buy? How much did you spend?"

Zhou Zai said, "Brother Yu gave it to me."

"...It's him." Zhou Xinlai relaxed, "That's right, he's a piano teacher, so he's not short of that little money."

Zhou Zai said, "Brother Yu lives with us in Tongzilou too."

Zhou Xinlai blushed when his younger brother said it, and hurriedly changed his words: "Then I will give him the money later."

"Brother, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant," Zhou thought for a while, and said, "I don't think brother Yu is that simple."

He snapped his fingers and analyzed with Zhou Xinlai: "Brother Yu is 26 years old and works in a piano store with a guaranteed minimum salary of [-] yuan. After paying the rent, he can barely live on, and he doesn't want to bring a few more students. Moreover, Brother Yu spends money lavishly, buying what he likes, and never looking at the price list, which is also inconsistent with his economic level, but he himself does not lack self-control. Brother Yu..."

"Okay, alright!" Zhou Xinlai's ears got harsher the more he heard it - lazy, lazy, unable to make ends meet... Isn't this the truest portrayal of him in the past, Zhou Zai is definitely mocking him.

"One bite at a time, 'Brother Yu', you call him so affectionately, who is your big brother?" He lightly slapped the back of Zhou Zai's head, "I can't live no matter what I want, where did I come from? Don't think too much, Go and sit on the flower bed, I'll hand out this stack and we'll go home."

Zhou Zai covered his head in depression. Although he was observant, he was only seven years old. No matter how smart he was, he was limited by his social experience. He couldn't think of a deeper reason, so he had to give up this question and remind him, "Don't forget to invite them tomorrow." Have a meal."

Yu Bai found a job for Zhou Xinlai, which greatly eased the situation where the two brothers were at odds. Moreover, during this time, when he was too late to pick up Zhou Zai, he had to rely on Su Linchi for help.In order to express his gratitude, Zhou Xinlai planned to invite them to have lunch in the barbecue city where he worked.

Seeing that he is an insider, the boss is willing to give his relatives and friends a nice discount.

"I haven't forgotten." Zhou Xinlai waved at him.

He cleared his throat, cheered himself up, and stood on the street with a stack of leaflets, searching for potential customers of the piano store.

Yong'an District is a rich area in Qingshi, full of high-rise buildings everywhere, very prosperous.Zhou Xinlai and his colleagues occupy the intersection of a commercial street with a huge traffic flow. Zhou Xinlai has quick eyes and quick hands, and he only catches parents with children to sell. Many people will hold one in their hands even if they have no intention of learning. .Leaflets are consumed quickly.

When the red light came on again, Zhou Xinlai passed a woman leading her son. This person was exquisitely made up and well-dressed, dressed as a noble lady, and someone behind her was helping them carry shopping bags.

Zhou Xinlai reckoned that people of his class would look down on an unknown piano store, but the boy grabbed his sleeves when he passed by.The boy was about the same age as Zhou Zai, wearing a small bow tie, took out a flyer, and said confidently, "I want to make a paper airplane."

Zhou Xinlai: "..." Okay.

The boy was buried in the plane, and his mother saw the green light, held his shoulders, and hurried across the zebra crossing.

"Be careful walking, don't fall down!" Zhao Qin's feet hurt from her high heels, she looked around at the chattering crowd, folded her arms and complained, "It's so crowded again, and your father called the driver away, I'm so exhausted Me!"

The bear boy turned a deaf ear to it, and after folding it, he raised his hand and let it fly out.The paper airplane circled in the wind and landed on a bench not far away.

Zhao Qin raised her chin, motioned to the assistant and said, "You—go and wipe the stool."

The assistant hung a huge amount of shopping results on both arms, and took out the disinfectant wipes in a well-trained manner, and wiped the bench twice from top to bottom. Zhao Qin was barely satisfied, and sat on it condescendingly.

"...Where did the third-rate piano shop come from? A place with no quality." She picked up her son's paper airplane, curled her lips contemptuously, glanced at one place, but stood up abruptly, stunned for a few seconds, and anxiously unfolded the flyer .

"Mom! Why are you dismantling my plane!" the boy protested loudly.

Zhao Qin turned a deaf ear and smoothed out a crease on the leaflet.

Under the crease was a face she was very familiar with, with a clear outline, raised eyebrows, and a shallow smile, which was eighty percent similar to her deceased siblings.

The younger brother and sister were out-and-out beauties before they were alive, but at the end of their lives, they were tortured by the depression caused by the loss of their husbands. The loss of their only son became the last straw that crushed her.After her death, Zhao Qin had nightmares for several months, until the pampered life subdued her guilt and fear, and she no longer dreamed of her siblings' family.

When Yu Qihua proposed to get his nephew back, Zhao Qin strongly opposed it, but she couldn't hold back her husband.Huanyu Technology has been going downhill, and offended the Longxi Group, it urgently needs a strong partner - through the ages, in-laws have always been the most natural allies.

The only thing that made her breathe a sigh of relief was that the couple who adopted their nephew were squeezed out of Qingshi by Yu Qihua back then, and they deliberately forgot for more than [-] years. The clues were not so easy to find, and Yu Qihua made no progress for a long time.

If she remembers correctly, the child's name is...

...Yu Bai.Zhao Qin moved her finger and saw the name.

Su Linchi sat in the subway with his laptop on his lap, racing against time to complete the last bit of translation work, checked it, packed the documents and sent them to his employer. Before getting off the subway, he received a transfer notice from his employer.

Su Linchi suspects that he has a lot of experience studying abroad. Not only is he familiar with English, he can also read French and German fluently.When doing translation work, some memory fragments often appear in his mind, mostly European Gothic buildings.

He saw himself passing by a large lawn, bells with beautiful resonance sounded in his ears, and wild pigeons huffed past him.At this time, the mobile phone notified him that there was a new email.

The details of the fragments were blurred, and Su Linchi couldn't see the specific content of the email. He just felt anxious with the same feeling as the person in his memory, and was eager to rush to a certain place.

Where is he going?Su Linchi thought about it all the way, walked from the subway station to the downstairs of Tongzi, but still didn't have the slightest idea.

During dinner time, there was a strong smell of food in the Tongzilou. He let a group of children play war games, and accidentally found that the windows on the fifth floor were dark and the lights were not turned on.

The author says:

In the future, it should be updated at [-]:[-] p.m., if not, there will be no more