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She didn't know why, the mental activity in her mind was like poetry, was she a poet before?She patted her head, it's fine if she's not a poet, it's too bad for a poet and a writer to get together.

Why does Lu Qiong always show that kind of look like an elder, how tiring it is to live like this, oh, it turns out that in their previous relationship, she was a victim!

She analyzed this point very calmly, and she didn't think about why she could use the unfamiliar vocabulary of "shou" to define herself, and she didn't think about it any more. Things or a certain person, so she calmly accepted that she was a subject, and she didn't know if it was right, she rushed into the kitchen, Lu Qiong was frying chicken eggs, she glanced at her, and didn't make a sound.

"Oh! I suddenly remembered something!" Xu Chenmu looked at Lu Qiong with the expression of discovering the new world, Lu Qiong looked indifferent, turned around, and smiled peacefully: "What?"

"I'm a sufferer, am I right? Did I guess right?" Xu Chenmu's words were very righteous, as if he could wave a big banner to announce to the world. The egg huáng overflowed and solidified at the bottom of the pot, destroying the original beautiful shape.

"..." She turned off the fire with a complicated expression, and took a deep breath, "Very well, what else do you remember?"

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Chapter 8 Sunday: The Ship of Life

What else do you remember?But it wasn't something she thought of, it was analyzed by her clever brain, so Xu Chenmu smugly patted his chest and aimed at the spoiled dick, feeling a little hungry.

"...Huh??" Lu Qiong was a little confused, why did she suddenly come to the conclusion that "Xu Chenmu is a victim", and announced it with a face of justice, if she was drinking water, then Xu Chenmu's face would not be used After washing, "Will you go wash your face and brush your teeth, the green mouthwash cup is yours."

"No, tell me first, isn't it right?" Xu Chenmu was worried, "And can I finish my meal before brushing my teeth?"

"I can't answer you, go wash your face and brush your teeth." Lu Qiong took a deep breath and felt tired.

"That's right, um, I'm very happy." Xu Chenmu glanced at the egg, waved to it reluctantly, hoping that the egg would enter his stomach in a while, Lu Qiong was expressionless, you You are very happy, well, you really should be happy.I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so I shook my head helplessly, lowered my head to fiddle with the fried egg again, and didn't realize the smile overflowed from the corner of my lips, like the slight sweetness left from the corners of my lips after eating ice cream.

Besides, Xu Chenmu jumped into the bathroom, green, green, ah, look up, there are more sundries in the bathroom, different from the meticulous outside, it smells more human.My mouthwash cup was thrown crookedly beside the sink, with two toothbrushes stuck in it, one of the toothbrush bristles may be very rebellious, I raised the bristles by myself, it looks unusable, the toothpaste is a black brand, black The scratched face may be her own evil heart.

Xu Chenmu deduced these things boredly, grabbed the fluffy toothbrush, looked at it for a while, why did it stay here?I don't know, maybe she had some strange thoughts yesterday, so she chose to respect her past consciousness, left it outside, thought about it, and threw it into the trash can, no matter what she thought yesterday, facing Looking at her face in the mirror, she finally realized that there was an inconspicuous wound on her forehead, but upon closer inspection, she felt a bit hideous. She touched it subconsciously, and a sharp pain jumped out of her mind.

Even though the current self doesn't have pain in her head, it's like the leftover memory of the pain in the spiritual world, and then awakened with her [touch] action, telling her that the scar is not that simple.

Just ask Lu Qiong.she thought so.But subconsciously felt that Lu Qiong would probably keep her mouth tightly shut and keep saying nonchalantly, don't ask so many questions about eating.

Like the best parents.I need her to take care of me like her child, and I can't remember anything, so I am in a passive state.Destiny also.Xu Chenmu was thinking wildly, sighed faintly, stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth, and brushed his teeth mechanically. Lu Qiong came in from the outside and grabbed the clothes in the laundry basket.Did not look back at her.

"Oh, are you going to do laundry today!" blurted out vaguely, "I'll come too, you wait for me."

Lu Qiong looked at her with some surprise, didn't speak, stopped the movement of her hands, and patted her forehead.

"Don't move around, I almost ate the toothbrush." ​​Xu Chenmu hid with some dissatisfaction, raised his eyes, Lu Qiong smiled softly, seemed to be in a good mood, so she leaned forward, "Here, touch it."

Like neuropathy.Lu Qiong couldn't help thinking.But she still reached out her hand gently, and pinned the few strands of hair hanging in front of her eyes behind her ears. Her fingers were white and smelled like toasted bread. Then she looked at her in the mirror, narrowed her eyes slightly, and took her hand from one side. She picked up the comb, and combed her flying hair little by little. The movements were very gentle, and her scalp didn't hurt.

It's too gentle, as if this is not a real person, probably similar to a woman in a harem game, a harem game?Xu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then wrote down the words that popped up in his mind. Lu Qiong didn't know what was going on in her heart. The two women lived in the same room, and the relationship was ambiguous, but right now one of them was thinking about it in his mind. Separating the relationship, another person struggles to maintain it, women have delicate emotions, which are something that shrouds their bodies, so there seems to be a thin mist between them, shadowing the two of them, Xu Chenmu brushed his teeth on his own , Lu Qiong combed her hair and braided a simple bun on the back of her head, which was quite neat. She looked at Lu Qiong in the mirror, calmly not like a person in real life.

Because of the lack of memory, she has to remember everything that happened right now. If she can remember something tomorrow, it is better than forgetting irresponsibly. Therefore, if she wants to remember, time will flow too slowly. People can't stand it, it's such a lonely thing to be alone.She also made a note of what Lu Qiong was going to do. Lu Qiong washed her hands there when she got up in the morning and went into the kitchen. Lu Qiong looked at her secretly and smiled. Lu Qiong's front face was as beautiful as the side face, and she didn't look like the same person when she smiled and sternly.

She was also watching while Lu Qiong was washing up. It seemed that Lu Qiong felt that this life seemed to be equivalent to a live broadcast, and she did not resist her onlookers. Xu Chenmu was troubled by the word live broadcast for a while. At that time, Lu Qiong had already gone out, and they had a simple breakfast. At this time, Xu Chenmu finally remembered what words to use to describe the place where they lived now.

Desolate, unpopular, nothing planted, nothing raised, it looks like a sojourner living in a hotel, and will leave here in the next moment, drifting aimlessly on the ship of life, after seeing it, we will board the other shore together , and no more contact.

Why did she think of these things? Thinking of them made her feel extremely sad. The lacrimal glands were too developed and she couldn't help crying. After rubbing her eyes, she couldn't cry.

"What's wrong..." Lu Qiong looked at her worriedly.

"Have I seen a doctor before? Can I remember the past? I seem to have cut off contact with you all. No one can remember, and I don't know what my social status is, what field I live in, and what kind of relationship I have. My friend, what kind of life do you have? Although you are right in front of my eyes, it seems that you are going to leave anytime." Xu Chenmu's face was full of worry, and he ate more than he licked. Pushing the plate forward, he looked at Lu Qiong with his arms propped up, "Am I not very popular?"