Who is not a monk

……

Six pm.

Ning Qing opened her eyes from the bed again, leaned against the head of the bed, and fell into deep thought.

Today's memory slowly emerged. Compared with it, whether it is feeling the changes after being promoted, sorting out the gains during the promotion process, or exploring the help of the seventh-level cultivation base for the secret method, it has become secondary. of.

Ning quietly recalled it.

If the memory is also compiled into a line like a prediction timeline, the location of today's memory is today, not a certain day when I was [-] or [-] years old.

She was right—

This memory doesn't belong to her, she can't take this memory back with her, today's experience is a dream that won't be remembered for her.If you only regard her today as a life, then she will wither after today, and her life only exists in this short half day.

The most beautiful flowers always bloom for a short time.

However, the 24-year-old is not the thirteen or fourteen-year-old her. Today, the thirteen or four-year-old her is a part of the 24-year-old her.At the age of thirteen or fourteen, she couldn't keep the beauty of this day, because this was not her dream when she was thirteen or fourteen, but her dream now.

Ning Qing savored silently, with endless aftertaste.

The beauty in it is hard to describe.

……

The little girl sat at the stone table with empty eyes, a green ladybug flying around in her hand, at this moment her mind was full of a question called "I can't even fight my thirteen or fourteen-year-old sister, how can I fight against my 20-somethings?" Year-old sister Dou?" It's an unacceptable fact.

Suddenly, a head grew out of the courtyard wall.

"Xiaoxiao! I'm off work!"

"..."

"Xiaoxiao?"

"..."

"Xiaoxiao!?"

"..."

The little girl mechanically turned her head and looked at her.

Zhang Yogurt grinned. For her, her roommates often did this, and she didn't care. She just asked, "What are you doing? Where's Qingqing?"

The little girl stretched out her hand silently and pointed upstairs.

"Upstairs? What are you doing upstairs?"

"sleep."

"Oh! Your voice is so strange!"

"..."

"Why is it six o'clock and you're still sleeping?"

"..."

The little girl was silent for a while, her eyes rolled: "My sister was promoted to the seventh rank yesterday, and she woke up this morning, was stupid for a while, and fell asleep again."

"what??"

Zhang Yogurt suddenly opened her eyes wide: "She was promoted today? Was she still stupid for a while? Why didn't I know?"

"Yes."

The little girl stared at her, her expression gradually became active, and the world centered on the shocked and annoyed Yogurt sister, and gradually regained a little color: "Today, my brother-in-law and I went to Chang'an Gate with my stupid sister, who is only thirteen or fourteen. A year-old IQ, it's fun."

"!"

The heads on the fence shrank back.

To be precise, it fell.

I only heard a muffled sound from the next door, and it was smashed hard.

Zhang Yogurt clenched her teeth, clenched her fists, wrinkled her facial features, beat her chest and stomped her feet, filled with remorse, and the sound of oops and oops passed through the wall, so startled that the peaches that were eating fat intestines quickly turned their heads and looked this way.

The little girl felt much better.

……

Golden Jasmine launched a plan to save the monthly ticket——

It's the end of the month again, and the monthly tickets accumulated in your hands are about to expire again. If you have no place to vote, you can vote for Jasmine, otherwise it will be a waste if it expires, and you will lose [-] million yuan!

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1 second to remember Aishang:.

Chapter 428 Love Me Now

,!

"you're awake?"

"Ah."

Ning Qing broke away from the aftertaste, and squinted at Chen Shu: "Mr. Chen, how does it feel to fall in love with an underage girl?"

"What are you talking about... there is no love."

"what is that?"

"I'm not taking care of you like before."

"Does care include kissing?"

"I wanted to kiss you when I was thirteen or fourteen."

"abnormal."

"??"

With a black question mark face, Chen Shu said: "You said it so well that I almost thought I kissed you, not you kissed me... I don't know who is the pervert! I wanted to kiss me when I was thirteen or fourteen, and I wanted to play hard to get you." So many years!"

"..."

"Is there nothing to say?"

"I don't care about you..."

"childish!"

Chen Shu looked contemptuous, and paused: "And Ning Qing, aren't you ashamed?"

"?"

"How did I treat you when you were delirious, and how did you treat me when I was delirious?" Chen Shu became angry when she thought about it, "You threw me to Xiaoxiao twice like throwing away the shopkeeper. Once even threw me to Zhang Yogurt."

"That time it was full of water."

"Okay! How about two more?"

"I think you will have more fun with Xiaoxiao." Ning Qing's expression was flat, without any sign of shame, "You two are about the same mental age."

"Okay! I'll tell her when I go out, you said she is mentally handicapped!"

"You said it."

"Get up, it's dinner time."

"Let me recall..."

"What's the aftertaste?"

"Dream."

"...Then I will also recall it."

Chen Shu walked to the side of the bed, and fell on the bed, her whole body fell on the bed, her face buried in Qingqing's abdomen: "I'm actually a little sad..."

The voice suddenly softened.

The mutual accusations just now seemed to not exist.

"Sad for what?"

"I hate her."

Ning Qing stroked his hair with his hands, and his expression was also rare and gentle: "That's me, idiot."

"Will I see her next time?"

"A question of probability."

"That's impossible."

"If my memory happens to return to that time next time, and today's memory will also be preserved, mixed together, you may see the little girl who crossed over and met you once again." Ning Qing still caressed him hair, "people will modify and patch their own memory."

"The probability is very low."

"Yes."

"What's your secret?"

"Don't tell you."

"I'm going to start writing my thesis."

"When?"

"Tomorrow... right?"

"Ah."

Ning Qing understood what he meant——

That was days away.

……

In the middle of winter month.

It finally started to snow in Yujing, and it started to fall in one afternoon. The sky was extremely dark, and flakes floated in the air. If you look closely, it was snow like goose feathers. Unknowingly, a layer of snow was spread on the ground and eaves. So Xiaoxiao hurried to call them.

People in Yujing are used to it, but Chen Shu, who is from Yuanzhou, has been watching it for several years and is still excited.

"It's snowing."

Standing beside Qingqing, Chen Shu reached out to the eaves to catch the snow, and said, "It's a pity that my little Qingqing didn't see the snow."

"Still remembering?"

"Isn't it? You were much cuter when you were a child than you are now." Chen Shu said, looking to the side, "Xiaoxiao, don't you think so?"

"Not cute." The little girl said firmly.

"Ha ha……"

"I have the ability to extract, modify and seal memories, do you want me to seal all the memories after that, and bring up the memories of that day when I was thirteen or fourteen years old, and play with you for two more days?" Ning Qing glanced coldly he.

"Do you still have this ability?"

"Hearted?"

"That...that's unnecessary." Chen Shu shrank her neck, seeing murderous intent in her eyes.

"..."

Ning Qing pursed her lips, looked away, and continued to look at Xue: "It's been a day since you wrote your thesis, how much have you written?"

"Four thousand words."

"Only four thousand words?"

"Very good."

"Have you touched fish all day?"

"Who said that?"

Chen Shu's eyes widened: "Writing [-] words a day is already amazing, right? I heard that some powerful people can write [-] to [-] words a day, but this speed can only be achieved by overdrawing their lives. Will grow green hair in old age."

"Crap..."