After dressing as a male supporting role, he hugged the villain's thigh

Su Zhuo lay on the bed in his dormitory, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze.Their dormitory is a bed and table structure, and the dormitory itself is not so high that the bed boards are not too far from the ceiling.

Su Zhuo's eyes are so good that he can clearly see every tiny crack on the ceiling while lying on the bed.This school has indeed been around for a certain period of time, and if it is not repaired for a long time, the result is that the walls are yellowed and there are many cracks on them.

Just like this, when I counted No. 18 seriously, the voice of the little fat man came to my ears again.With some helplessness, he said: "Su Zhuo, you have been lying with your eyes open all afternoon, what are you thinking? If you do this again, my buddy will find a way to take you to see a psychiatrist."

Li Xinghe's bed is opposite to Su Zhuo's, and they usually face each other when they sleep.At this moment, the little fat man leaned his head and stretched his head above Su Zhuo's face, frowned and looked at Su Zhuo, then he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Su Zhuo's face twice, and shouted: "Hey, I've come back to my senses!"

Su Zhuo blinked, reached out and patted Li Xinghe.

Trying to force himself into a smile, he shook his head and said, "Don't tell me, I really want to see a psychiatrist now."

After he said this, Li Xinghe became a little anxious.Stretching out his hand to scratch his hair, the little fat man said bitterly, "Hey, don't joke with me. I'm just talking. Why don't you see a psychiatrist?"

"But I'm also serious."

Su Zhuo smiled wryly, and he sighed: "I really feel that my mind is a little messed up now. If you say that I'm crazy, I can't refute it."

Li Xinghe frowned: "What do you mean?"

Su Zhuo didn't answer his question.

He blinked, carefully considered his words for a while, and then said: "I feel like I have lost my memory, and I forgot some very important things."

After speaking, Su Zhuo looked at Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe looked at him as if he was looking at a mentally handicapped person.

The two looked at each other for three seconds, Li Xinghe reached out and touched Su Zhuo's forehead.Then he muttered to himself: "I don't even have a fever, why did I start talking nonsense?"

Su Zhuo pouted helplessly: "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious."

Li Xinghe nodded: "Okay, you are serious. Then can you tell me, which TV series are you the male lead?"

Su Zhuo didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Li Xinghe explained seriously: "If it's not the protagonist of a TV series, what kind of TV series are you acting in? Are you going to tell your buddies that you fell asleep and traveled through time or something? Can you still lose your memory, what aspect of it? ?”

Su Zhuo smiled wryly: "If you know what kind of memory you lost, then it's not called amnesia."

Li Xinghe felt that what he said seemed quite reasonable, so he touched his chin, but didn't say anything to refute.But as if he found a new game, he began to keep asking Su Zhuo about his memories of the surrounding things.

From the classmates in the class, to the teacher's name, to the movie they watched together, to the girl who confessed to Su Zhuo last time.

No matter what questions he asks, Su Zhuo can answer him well.And the answers that came out were all the same as they remembered.

After chatting for a while, Li Xinghe curled his lips, and the interest on his face lost most of it. He said: "You remember everything you should remember. What kind of amnesia are you? Could it be that you forgot all the things you learned in class this year? Seeing that the final exam is about to expire, you want to have a wave of amnesia to protect yourself?"

Su Zhuo thought for a while, then shook his head.

This feeling is actually very strange, so strange that he himself doesn't know how to say it.It's like subconsciously feeling that these things, whether it's the content of the study or what Li Xinghe asked him, should be things that happened a long time ago, but when I recall it, it's like I experienced it just yesterday, without any trace. of forgetting.

People are forgetful.

Especially when it comes to things that he doesn't like, he expresses the word forgetfulness to the extreme.

To be more specific, such as what you have learned.Generally, after the exam is over, the brain will delete everything in it, as if a one-key clear button has been pressed.

Su Zhuo is such a person, so he is sure that if it is really a long time, the content of this semester in the book in front of him will be absolutely unfamiliar to him.

But if this is the case, why doesn't he feel strange now, and even has a way to answer the question?

Su Zhuo felt that he was going to be driven crazy by this feeling.

Li Xinghe chatted with him, although he also felt that his situation was extremely strange, but after all, he was the brother with the best relationship. Judging from Su Zhuo's performance, he could also tell that the other party was really distressed , not making up nonsense to make him happy.

"I think, maybe there is another possibility, that is, you have been playing games and staying up late for too long recently, which has messed up your mind." Li Xinghe gave Su Zhuo a serious analysis when he was eating at night, he said : "I also checked it online this afternoon. I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, it is said that some children have experienced your situation. For example, after reading too many novels, they think that they are really the reincarnation of a fairy. Sleep more It's basically fine."

Su Zhuo stared at the food on the plate in front of him, but couldn't find any appetite.He even had an illusion that he would not die if he didn't eat, so he stared at the rice for a long time before slowly asking: "Then tell me, if I sleep more, I still won't be able to recover. What should I do?"

"Then you can only see a psychiatrist."

Li Xinghe sighed.After all, in normal and most people's thinking, seeing a psychiatrist is basically equivalent to having a neurological disease.Everyone has some instinctive resistance to this point, so at this moment, Li Xinghe looked at Su Zhuo with sympathy.

But he also knew that he thought so, and Su Zhuo naturally wouldn't feel much better in his heart.So he took a few deep breaths and forced himself to smile. Li Xinghe continued: "Don't think too much. If you are afraid, I will go with you. It's not a big deal. Let's go and see it first." Look, if it's not serious, just don't tell auntie. Otherwise, she will worry."

Su Zhuo nodded.

It was absolutely impossible to tell his mother about this matter. After all, he himself didn't think it was a big deal, so he solved it by himself according to what the little fat man said, and then told his family when he couldn't solve it. It seemed that there was no problem.

Thinking of this, Su Zhuo took another look at the food in front of him.

Then he looked up at Li Xinghe's clean plate, thought for a moment, and asked, "Are you still eating?"

Li Xinghe was taken aback for a moment, and followed Su Zhuo's gaze to look at the other's unmoving dinner plate.Twitching the corner of his mouth, he said, "What are you doing? Even if you are not clear-headed, you can't bully your stomach, right? You should eat and drink, there's nothing wrong with it."

"That's not what it means," Su Zhuo scratched his head, he actually felt that his current behavior was extremely neurotic.But in order to verify the conjecture in his heart, he hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "I just have a feeling that it doesn't matter if I don't eat. I want to verify whether this feeling is right or wrong, so tonight Stop eating."

After finishing speaking, he pushed his dinner plate towards Li Xinghe.

The little fat man eats a lot. Under normal circumstances, he would buy himself some late-night snacks after finishing the order in the cafeteria.However, the food in the cafeteria is delicious, so it is not difficult for him to order two plates of food for him to finish at this time.

The two said a few more words, Su Zhuo insisted not to eat, Li Xinghe didn't say anything more to refuse, took it over and devoured Su Zhuo's portion of the meal.

After dinner, Li Xinghe went to the canteen to buy some bread and instant noodles.Su Zhuo looked at him happily, and was a little surprised: "Are you still full?"

"What do you know?" Li Xinghe patted his stomach: "With enough hands, don't panic. But then again, you really don't feel hungry?"

Su Zhuo looked down at his stomach, then shook his head.

Maybe it's because he didn't have lunch early, or maybe his mind is not here, or maybe it's really the strange idea in his heart that has become a reality?

Su Zhuo couldn't figure it out.

Li Xinghe glanced at him, shook his head and said beside him: "You really want to cultivate immortality? Cultivating immortality is going against the sky, don't work too hard, you will die on the road."

Listening to him, Su Zhuo felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, which made him tremble and wake up completely.

"What did you just say?" Su Zhuo asked Li Xinghe eagerly.

Li Xinghe was taken aback by his sudden action, opened his mouth, and said hesitantly, "I, I said it's normal for you to die on the road?"

Su Zhuo shook his head: "No, the previous sentence."

Li Xinghe thought about it seriously, and then asked tentatively: "Cultivation?"

"That's right!"

Su Zhuo found the source of the sudden twitch in his heart. He widened his eyes, nodded vigorously and said, "I remember that feeling. I seem to be able to cultivate immortals. And my cultivation base is not low, already..."

"Snapped!"

Li Xinghe slapped Su Zhuo's shoulder forcefully, and Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment.Looking back, Li Xinghe stared at him with complicated expressions.

"Brother, it's almost done." Li Xinghe said helplessly: "Why are you still cultivating? If you go crazy, will you pass through the wall tomorrow?"

The corner of Su Zhuo's mouth twitched: "No, you don't understand."

Li Xinghe nodded: "I really don't understand, but I don't want to understand either. I just want you to be normal. After all, you are my best buddy. I don't want to see you go crazy."

What Li Xinghe said was sincere, Su Zhuo didn't know how to answer.But after returning to the dormitory, he couldn't help but want to try those vague fragments in his memory.

He even gave up the computer games he usually played non-stop. The first thing Su Zhuo did when he entered the door was to climb onto the bed in his dormitory, and then began to meditate cross-legged, to feel the direction of the spiritual power in his body according to the vague fragments in his memory. .

After nearly two hours like this, another roommate's voice came from the side.With a smile, he joked, "Master Su, what level are you at? Is it Foundation Establishment or Bigu now? It's been two hours, is it alchemy?"

Immediately, Li Xinghe's voice sounded, and the smile inside was no less than that of the previous one.He said: "Don't say that, when Su Daxian ascends later, Lei Jie will blow you up to death."

Another roommate laughed loudly: "Then I was scared to death."

The whole dormitory laughed non-stop because of these two sentences, and at this moment, Su Zhuo, who had been closing his eyes without any reaction, suddenly opened his eyes.

The laughter of several people stopped abruptly, and several pairs of eyes looked at Su Zhuo at the same time.In the end, Li Xinghe tentatively asked: "Master Su, is it really effective?"

Su Zhuo looked at everyone with a complicated expression.

After a moment of silence, he took a long breath and squeezed out three words: "I'm hungry."

The surrounding air fell into a second of silence, and then everyone burst into wild laughter.Su Zhuo looked at them silently, he himself thought he was ridiculous, but there was an inexplicable voice in his heart that kept saying something he didn't understand, so that he couldn't laugh when he looked at everyone.

When everyone was almost laughing, Li Xinghe threw the bread he bought in the afternoon to Su Zhuo.By the way, I made instant noodles for him, and kept muttering, "Look at me, just tell me, I have food in my hand, so I don't panic. If it wasn't for my cleverness to prepare some food in the afternoon, You are afraid that you will really die on the road of cultivation today."

Su Zhuo's face was full of embarrassment, and he couldn't refute Li Xinghe's words.He honestly ate the bread, and sucked the instant noodles in the bowl.After eating and drinking enough, the feeling of hunger in my stomach finally slowed down a bit.After taking two deep breaths, Su Zhuo said, "I feel like I haven't eaten instant noodles for a long time."

"Why does this practice still have fragments?" Another roommate moved a bench and sat down next to Su Zhuo, blinking, and said, "Su Daxian, you forgot, you eat pickled rice for at least five meals a week." Face to face?"

Su Zhuo clicked the taste in his mouth.

It seems a little familiar, but it's too old.

It felt like it was driving people crazy.

In the next few days, Su Zhuo continued his practice without giving up, but the result was the same as before, even if he was hungry in the middle of the night, there was still no difference.

"It's almost enough, and it's pointless to try again." Li Xinghe looked at Su Zhuo, his tone full of sadness and anger. I'm so tired and flustered with your busy work, if there is no result, it will be fruitless, you should give up, right?"

Damn it.

Su Zhuo also told himself this in his heart.

But thinking of this, there seemed to be a thread in his mind suddenly tightened.Su Zhuo laughed immediately, he looked like a child who found a treasure, and he said, "I know what to do now!"

He didn't tell Li Xinghe what to do specifically.

Or he didn't have time to tell Li Xinghe at all, because the second he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and started searching for the recent popular cultivation novels.

It seemed that there was a voice reminding him that as long as he read the novel, he would be able to remember many things he had forgotten.

That is to say, relying on this momentum, Su Zhuo read three long novels on cultivation with hundreds of chapters without sleep in three days, and when he saw that he hadn't found what he wanted in the end, his spirit was gone. The first step reached the limit.

Su Zhuo fell asleep in the dark, let alone class, no matter what happened, he had no intention of waking up.

Standing under his bed, Li Xinghe looked worried.The expressions on the faces of the other roommates on the side were not much different from his. They were all helpless and regretful. They shook their heads and sighed, "What do you think happened to Su Zhuo? During this period of time, I have been meditating and reading, and I still can't learn from him. Did you wake up from the dream?"

Li Xinghe shook his head.

As his best friend, what happened to Su Zhuo is still unclear.But he knew one thing, that Su Zhuo didn't lie, and compared with the bystanders like them, Su Zhuo's own pressure and entanglement were much more.

"Forget it, after he wakes up, ask him what he is looking for." Li Xinghe sighed, and he said: "There are not a few students in the class who like to watch Xiuzhen, at worst, ask him, if the one he watched If it’s not a niche novel, maybe someone has read it.”

When he said this, several students around him also felt that it was quite reasonable, and they all nodded in agreement with Li Xinghe's proposal.

In the end, everyone's eyes fell back on Su Zhuo. He had been asleep for most of the day, and he didn't know how long he would continue to sleep.

In fact, it was different from what they thought, Su Zhuo didn't sleep well at all this time.He didn't feel dreamless due to the excessive fatigue of the past few days, but the dream became a continuation of his entanglement, filling his brain with incomprehensible dreams one after another, as if he was determined to drive him crazy.

It was so uncomfortable.

Su Zhuo felt as if he had been pushed into an ocean that was too heavy. He wanted to struggle to get out of the water, but in the end he found that he couldn't even do the simplest breathing easily.

Su Zhuo struggled frantically, trying to do all the movements he could.He seemed to hear someone laughing and someone calling his name.

Those voices were very familiar, at least much more familiar than what Li Xinghe and those roommates gave him.It was as if he and the owner of these voices got along day and night, even though he couldn't say a single name now.

When the entanglement and despair all reached their peak, Su Zhuo felt someone grabbed his hand.

The warmth of the palm made him very familiar, and he seemed to feel the reassuring power all the time.

The owner of the hand dragged Su Zhuo out of the abyss with force.

The moment the light appeared, Su Zhuo finally called out the most important name in his memory——

"Wuhuang!"