For the rest of his life

The contents of the post-it note are:

Your name is Xu Chenmu, and you are a reporter. You sacrificed your memory because of Kuang Fu's justice. My condolences.

Can it be better.

Did I have such an unruly style yesterday!Annoyed, she crumpled up the paper without letting Lu Qiong see it. The handwriting was the same as that on the post-it note just now. She decided that she wrote it right, but when she woke up, she felt like she was carrying a big bag on her shoulders. , from the moment I woke up, I felt that the atmosphere today was unusual, and even I had some innate resentment and grievances in it, so I wanted to laugh when I saw this happy word, but I couldn't laugh, so I had to crumpled, turned my back and didn't Let Lu Qiong see it.

With just a glance, she saw something brightly colored on the door, and turned her head to look at Lu Qiong. Lu Qiong ignored her and went to fold the quilt on her own.

Only then did she realize that there were two beds in this room, and she woke up on the same bed as Lu Qiong, so what was the other bed for?Doubts were everywhere, fingers were already caught on the post-it note, and it didn't take much force to tear it off at will.

Get up and cook.Do not put spicy things.

Cooking... This is an order from yesterday's self, as if today's self must complete it, she thought, she always respects the previous day's self just like being faithful to the present self, and she will never betray To himself, he glanced back at Lu Qiong, who happened to come over to see her: "I'm going to cook."

"Ah, I—I'll go..." She held the post-it note and waved it at Lu Qiong like a Shangfang sword, staggered out of the room, her eyes suddenly opened up, her forehead suddenly hurt, and then everything Everything in her life became familiar and comfortable, like a sudden heavy snow covered her whole body, and she found herself again in the snow.

The kitchen is on the right, and there is a post-it note on the refrigerator. What is written on the post-it note, I leaned over to see that it suddenly fell off and flew to the bottom of the cabinet. It's so deep that it can't be seen anymore, but she still cares about the content. She hates herself for why she foolishly leaned towards her face instead of tearing it off and holding it in her hand?

With a headache like a hangover, she walked forward in the graveyard of memories. Every object has its name, and it feels as kind as an old friend in the hand. It brings back the touch of the previous life.

The only thing I can't remember is that person. People and objects are different.

Lu Qiong carries a vague alienation on her body, this alienation is not directed at herself, but she can see it.It was as if shrouded in a thin layer of light and fog, which was constantly changing according to many factors, and what I figured out was only the temporary form. In the end, after years and months, I could see her complete appearance.

I opened the refrigerator to see what was there, and the pears came into view.

For some reason, my teeth started to turn sour, and my cheeks were sour as if I had chewed thousands of pears. I took a look, and I knew that many things in the refrigerator were newly bought. I must not have cooked here often in the past. It was scarce, but at least I found milk and oatmeal. I boiled oatmeal milk porridge, cracked a few eggs and made thick egg scrambled, and put it out in a panic but at a high speed. When I came out, Lu Qiong was on the phone with someone. Frowning.

"Hang up first." Lu Qiong's voice was a little low, and she threw the phone aside.

Xu Chenmu scratched his waist, leaned forward like a naive bear, and looked at Lu Qiong with his arms propped up. Lu Qiong had just washed, and there was a very faint fragrance of facial cleanser on her face, refreshing and refreshing. A strand hooked into the soul, Xu Chenmu only had clean hands spread out on the table, moving plates and bowls and pushing them over in a daze.

Lu Qiong pinched the spoon with her left hand, pursing her lips with a somewhat mean look, but she looked gentle from the side, Xu Chenmu happened to be able to see that gentle side, not the worried look from the front, so she reached out with her right hand , and wiped her face with his thumb.

"What are you doing!"

"You put something on your face." Lu Qiong sniffed her fingertips, "Milk."

Only then did Xu Chenmu remember that when he opened the package for the milk, he tore it open with his teeth, and accidentally splashed it. Lu Qiong judged the case like a god, and just by smelling it, he knew it was milk. Test, nodded: "Yeah."

Lu Qiong turned sideways and sniffed the corner of her lips: "You're stealing milk again."

"I didn't... I pulled it away with my teeth! Are you a landlord! No milk is allowed..." Xu Chenmu blushed, "It's very convenient for you to get so close."

A sentence that seems familiar.Lu Qiong paused for a few seconds, lowered her head and ate food on her own. Today she is much colder than before, and her mind is full of how she should deal with her parents. Her own position is still not firm, and she is playing games with that fearful giant. Xu Chen Mu couldn't remember, couldn't remember that he had to face the scrutiny of the two parents today, so only a struggling person like himself faced this problem.

It would be fine if it was normal, I have the courage to face these things, but now the courage is drained like sweat, leaving only a weak shell.

Tang Yi, Xu Chenmu, family members, blind dates, coding, plagiarism, she was disturbed by these things.

"But it's okay, I like it very much...you are my lover." Xu Chenmu thought that something was wrong with Lu Qiong, and quickly added, Lu Qiong just smiled gently, shaking her head, not knowing what it meant .

"Ah? Isn't it? No, how could I lie to myself yesterday?"

"Then how can you be sure that you wrote it?" Lu Qiong joked suddenly.

"Ah...? Isn't it... Then... what is that?" That would be embarrassing.

"Just kidding, it was indeed written by you, but today I still feel that remembering it is much more useful than relying on these post-it notes." Avoiding Xu Chenmu's eyes, the warmth in my stomach, the long-lost sense of security, is just anxiety When she woke up, nothing made her happy, and the worries lingering in her mind lingered, she ate coldly, and watched everything coldly.

"I know—putting it in my head is different from putting it on paper!" Xu Chenmu relieved himself.

I was speechless for a long time.

Xu Chen thought at night, as if she had fallen into a rabbit hole and experienced a somewhat unpredictable life. Now remembering everything, it was like an adventure. During this adventure, she was like the heroine of those adventure novels Keep discovering your true self, keep changing yourself, and finally marry Gao Fushuai and reach the pinnacle of life.

When I woke up, my lover was a woman.

She was very confused, and couldn't understand many things. She felt that what she saw, thought, and Lu Qiong's reaction were full of doubts that made people very concerned. At the very beginning, she felt that Lu Qiong's The aura is opposite to her own. In life, the yin and yang poles are opposite, and water and fire are opposite. She and Lu Qiong are obviously not in the same style. How did she cross the two mountains of personality and even gender to be with this person in the past?

Although, although it is very beautiful.

But it is impossible to live by licking beauty every day.

After thinking about it, she touched the ends of her eyes, stretched them out, and put on a funny posture like a stockings pullover: "Why am I with you instead of someone else?"

As soon as these words came out, I felt more and more wrong. This greeting, which seemed to be out of the wall, would make Lu Qiong, who was already sensitive, think more... Wait, how did she know that Lu Qiong was sensitive?This moment of doubt made her stunned. When she recovered, Lu Qiong happened to get up to pack the tableware. After hearing this, she looked at her silently.

"Why are you with me and not someone else?" she repeated.

It was as if a wire was suddenly connected, and sparks of wisdom popped out to ignite this part of her related memories, but the burning part of the memory was incomplete, broken chapters and metaphors, poetic expressions, and associative Ability is a line, she seemed to see herself waiting downstairs in Lu Qiong building shrugging her shoulders, remembering that she stood downstairs in the heavy rain and drenched, and remembering her timid confession voice in the cold wind, so suddenly realized.

Ah, it was my own initiative!Then the answer can only be asked by yourself. When you think of everything, you will know everything.

So, it turned out that I was attacking!

Lu Qiong is the one who suffers!

Wait, why did she add "talent"?

Getting rid of these details, she patted her cheek excitedly and felt that the memory recovery had made a breakthrough. Although she didn't know when the ridiculous concept of attack appeared, it seemed to be a joke, and it was recorded solemnly, like Fallen leaves fly around casually, and people are full of poetic enthusiasm, expressing their feelings and aspirations, tucking bookmarks in the pages with [-] points of treasure, as if they have the whole autumn.

She knew this, as if she remembered everything.

The eyes looking at Lu Qiong are also full of tenderness. She thinks that since she is a gong, she must be responsible. She must feel sorry for Lu Qiong. That's why yesterday's self said to cook or something. It turned out to be like this, yesterday's I really took great pains and affection, and I was so moved that I could sing and cry.

Stretching out her chest as if she had eaten spinach, she stared at Lu Qiong who was packing up her things and smiled knowingly: "I remember!"

"Ok?"

"It turns out that I'm Gong!" She carefully pointed her fingers and prepared to show Lu Qiong the process of remembering this important conclusion.

Before the words came out, there was a click.

A plate in Lu Qiong's hand slipped and fell to the ground and shattered—how did he come to a conclusion?The attack is endless, isn't it!who taught her!Inexplicable conclusion!

Putting the bowl back with trembling fingers, took a deep breath, and ignored the debris flying all over the ground, took a deep breath: "Very good, what else do you remember?"