Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Song Si took the ring from him, but no memory was triggered, and the information about the person in front of him was blank.

But no matter what, seeing her fiancé fiancé with green hair was a bit exciting... Song Si felt an urge to breathe.

Chu Mingxiao didn't care, and said naturally: "Let's go, change clothes and go to the garden to bask in the sun."

Song Si didn't know how to get along with him for a while, so he went to change his clothes again, and hurriedly dried his hair that smelled like hair dye. He hesitated when he was about to put on the ring, picked up the little thing, and held it up to his eyes.

The ring has obviously been worn for a long time, and there are scratches on both the bezel and the inner ring, especially the inner ring. The scratches are messy and irritable, as if they were deliberately scratched out by the original owner, and even involved the three letters "CMX".

Song Si frowned, and put the ring back on his ring finger a little out of habit.

Chu Mingxiao was still sitting in the wheelchair, waiting patiently for him to come out after changing.When Song Si put his hand on the back of the chair, he couldn't help looking at his legs.

Those legs looked normal, the muscles hadn't atrophied, everything was in its place.

He only glanced at it before turning his gaze away, and happened to bump into Chu Mingxiao's eyes on the way.

The eyes are almost exactly the same as Chu Mingyi's, but they don't look aggressive, and the inside is deep and dark, making it impossible to see the bottom.Song Si felt as if he had stepped on the ground, his heart beat twice violently, and his blood rushed back nervously.

Chu Mingxiao just smiled very gently: "The newly dyed color is very individual."

Song Si raised the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and forcefully explained: "It looks more lively..."

Chu Mingxiao clenched her fist with one hand to cover her lips, and coughed lightly to hide her smile.

Song Si's out-of-control heart slowly fell to the ground. He lowered his head and looked at Chu Mingxiao's face without any trace, and said, "I have a memory problem, what should I call you?"

Chu Mingxiao was not surprised, and said: "I heard what Mingyi said. You usually call me... Well, it depends on your mood. When you are angry, you call me 'Hey', 'Uncle', 'Old Man', and when you are in a normal mood. Call me Chu Mingxiao, and call me Brother Xiao when you are in a good mood."

Song Si resolutely chose the safest one: "Brother Xiao."

Chu Mingxiao raised the corner of her mouth, very satisfied with this title.

The TV in the bedroom was still on, and the announcer inside was still talking about the "kidnapping case" at the airport last night. The report was on the air: "Fortunately, there were no casualties at the scene. Some passengers who were exposed to the hypnotic drug appeared briefly The amnesia phenomenon has improved under the treatment of the doctor..."

Chu Mingxiao's attention was partially attracted, and his eyes turned to the TV screen.Afraid that he would ask about the details, Song Si reached out to turn off the TV, pushed the wheelchair and walked into the garden.

But the person in the wheelchair didn't ask anything, instead he said to Song Si: "Yesterday, you clearly sent me a message, saying that you don't remember anything, your personality has changed a lot, and you still have a lot of unrealistic and strange ideas. Let me go home and show you right away. Xiao Si, are you okay?"

Song Sidao: "As you can see, the situation is not very good. If you didn't look like Chu Mingyi, maybe I would have taken you as a trespasser."

Chu Mingxiao said: "You don't remember anything?"

Song Si shook his head: "I don't remember at all."

"Okay," Chu Mingxiao nodded.Compared with Chu Mingyi, my brother's temper is obviously much better, "It doesn't matter, there will always be some accidents when you go out on missions. Let me briefly talk about our relationship. If you don't reject it now, I can give you a treatment."

Song Si unscrewed the door, pushed him into the garden, and waited for his next words.

"My leg was injured in a mission six years ago. At that time, the mission object was a disabled person with superpowers similar to Ling Ling. He cursed me to become like him and never be able to stand up from the wheelchair. So I lost the ability to walk," Chu Mingxiao said very flatly, "Your twin butterflies feed on different energy, in order to dilute the curse on these legs, you moved here to live with me, and signed a contract with me. An eight-year marriage contract."

...There is no logical relationship between the leg treatment and the signing of the marriage contract, no matter how you look at it?

Seeing that Chu Mingxiao didn't intend to explain in detail, Song Si asked, "Have we known each other for a long time?"

"You are 26 years old, we have known each other for 20 years." Chu Mingxiao said, "I was your tutor in college."

Song Si was a little surprised: "20 years..."

Chu Mingxiao turned around and glanced at him with a smile: "The signing of the marriage contract was initiated by you."

Song Si instantly made up a novel in his brain.

The age difference between the two is nearly two rounds, and they used to be a teacher-student relationship.Later, in a certain accident, the teacher was in distress, and the student insisted on signing a marriage contract with the teacher regardless of the worldly vision, and healed his legs for six years... How does this plot look like a romance novel? ?Romance novels are not popular now to write about this kind of sadomasochism, right?

He couldn't find a sense of substitution, didn't know how to play this role, and fell silent for a while.

Chu Mingxiao didn't talk about these old things anymore, and instead asked: "After amnesia, is there a problem with cognition?"

Song Si always maintained a sense of guard against him, and didn't mention the novel, only said: "There will be some confused thoughts."

Chu Mingxiao patted the back of his hand lightly, signaling him to stop.Song Si froze for a moment, Chu Mingxiao turned the wheelchair and faced him face to face.

Standing and sitting, Song Si's shadow covered Chu Mingxiao inside.In a trance, the shadow seemed to move, Song Si frowned suddenly, and when he looked again, everything was normal.

"I can take a look for you." Chu Mingxiao's voice carried a relaxing charm, "If you mind privacy, I will turn my back on it."

Song Si was a little vigilant, sat down on the stone chair, and looked at Chu Mingxiao.

"What do you think?"

Chu Mingxiao turned the wheelchair half a circle again, facing Song Si with her back.

"It's very simple," Chu Mingxiao said, "First, relax. Then, close your eyes and capture the first image that appears in front of your eyes."

Song Si stared at the back of his fiancé, doubtful, and tried to close his eyes according to his words.

first screen...

An incredible scene appeared before his eyes without warning!

He obviously closed his eyes... No, he reached out to touch his eyelids, and found that he who had just closed his eyes a second ago had opened them again at some point, and the sun was still shining around him, and the flowers were still blooming in the garden Ye Mao and Chu Mingxiao sat a few meters away from him, quietly turning their backs to him.

Between him and Chu Mingxiao stood Tian Li who was supposed to work in the Special Investigation Bureau!

This Tian Li was wearing a dirty and torn combat uniform, with wounds all over his body. Blood flowed from his forehead to his chin. He seemed to be unable to stand still. Barely propped up his body, his usually bright and clear eyes were full of muddy madness, he looked straight at Song Si who was close at hand, he opened his mouth and gasped for breath because of difficulty breathing, and pleaded from the depths of his throat: "Help... …I……"

"No," Song Si stood up abruptly from his chair, and said firmly, "This is an illusion."

He reached out to touch Tian Li's face in front of him, and an incomprehensible scene happened - he touched the real skin that radiated warmth!

At this moment, a bullet shot from nowhere hit the forehead of the person in front of him, warm blood splashed all over Song Si's face, his beautiful almond eyes lost their luster, Tian Li still maintained his support with one hand The posture of the gun, the head lowered feebly.

Song Si's whole body began to tremble, his eyes were blood red, and he heard another familiar voice amidst the confusion.He slowly turned his head and saw Lin Ying who was tightly strangled by his left hand. Lin Ying's whole face was flushed red, veins protruded from his forehead, and he begged for help with "ho ho" in his mouth, his eyes stared straight at him. Staring at Song Si, his pupils were covered with tears.

Song Si took two steps back, and the sound of his own heartbeat came from his eardrum.Another familiar call for help came from behind, he didn't dare to look back, he knew what it was, it was the finale of the novel written for all his colleagues!

A gentle voice passed through these weird and terrifying scenes, reaching Song Si's brain: "Relax."

Song Si's scalp went numb, and starting from the sound of "relax", suddenly, the surrounding scenes began to be reversed, the bullet left Tian Li's eyebrows again, the tattered combat uniform on her body became brand new, and the bleeding wound healed. His eyes came back to life again, and he smiled innocently at Song Si in front of him, and flaunted the gun in his hand before catching it: "Brother Si Si, how am I doing today?"

Beside him, Lin Ying put on thick gloves again, and while arguing with his left hand, he explained to Song Si embarrassingly: "It's been a little disobedient recently."

……

Song Si stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, the blood that really spattered on his face was gone, replaced by warm tears, he fell back into the stone chair as if collapsed or relieved, It's too late to come to God.

Someone gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Song Si's focus slowly gathered.

The figurative hallucination disappeared, Chu Mingxiao gently wiped away his tears, and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel better?"

Song Si was silent for a moment, and found that his whole body became lighter, as if he poured out the darkest part in his heart, and poured it out under the sun.

He let out a breath and wiped his face: "... much better."

"That's your obsession, it's what you fear the most in your heart." Chu Mingxiao said unhurriedly, "The lack of memory makes the brain fall into chaos, concretizing those hallucinations, making you believe it's real. But, keep in mind , what is fake will always be fake, and the one who can deceive oneself the most is always oneself.”

Song Si narrowed his eyes, looked at the bright sky above his head, and did not speak.

Is everything in the novel a lie of memory?