For the rest of his life

He knew it was a trap, but he still had to rush over it.

Unable to stand that kind of sarcasm, what is rare is that he actually admits it.

Xu Chenmu subconsciously felt that what she did was wrong, but after thinking about it, she was tormented by her own guilt while staying there, and she couldn't bring Lu Qiong any trouble.

According to Tang Yi, he lost his memory every day and forgot about Lu Qiong every day for more than ten days and half a month, and it was not ten days and a half months to stay at Lu Qiong's house with a shameless face.

She felt that she had caused trouble to Lu Qiong.

And - she seemed to realize that the relationship between her, Xu Chenmu, and Lu Qiong was not that simple.

So, is... lover...?

She stopped quickly, the brakes stopped her thoughts, and she felt more and more headaches. She stood on the curb and rubbed her face trying to wake up. No matter what the situation was, if she disappeared, disappeared, from Lu Qiong's life Cut out, and one can end the round.

Then——Lu Qiong's life will become much more refreshing, without such an oil bottle as her, there will be a lot of private space. Lu Qiong wants to travel, code words, receive parents, and gather with friends. You don't have to worry about the feelings of a person like her who can't remember anything, you don't have to carefully maintain a lot of assumptions in her mind, you don't have to explain a lot of things cautiously, and you don't have to bear the pain of being forgotten every day.

So it's her fault.

The most important thing in life is freedom. Without her, Lu Qiong would not be a kite hanging on a tree, but a bird soaring in the sky.

The feeling of being tied to each other is not very good, it seems that I have lost my freedom.

She didn't know why, she would think this way, and she couldn't help but feel that this assumption was right, but why did the tears betray her own thoughts, flowing down like a never-ending river, galloping down from the high mountain, sweeping across the rivers along the coast? Looking at the scenery, she felt that her face was washed in vain, and she was extremely sad when she thought about it.

Today, pretending to be indifferent, with a hippie smile as if he never cared what Tang Yi said, he asked three questions, and Lu Qiong said, do you really not mind?She replied, ah, I don't know what he said.

The silly expression made Lu Qiong seem to believe it was true. Lu Qiong was sleepy and looked very uncomfortable, so she urged her to rest and go to sleep, made a bed for her and tucked in the quilt, and just got into it to warm herself before then. Warm the quilt and ask if you are comfortable, if you are not feeling well, I will warm you up and cover for a while.

Lu Qiong worked hard, she knew it, she looked at Lu Qiong lightly, when Lu Qiong talked to Tang Yi without a trace, she knew that Lu Qiong was a writer, a writer, was plagiarized, and coded at night, so, She knew that it was very tiring for Lu Qiong to take care of herself during the day.

After tucking in the corners of the quilt so that Lu Qiong could sleep more comfortably, Lu Qiong raised her eyes, as gentle as water: "You are very strange today."

"Hey, how do I know what I looked like yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday? Every day is the same. Since I don't remember it, why should I follow the previous track? Isn't it great that every day is different?" Spreading her hands, looking like a rascal, Lu Qiong laughed: "You are right, very good."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer." As she spoke, she patted the quilt, puffy, and Lu Qiong narrowed her eyes slightly: "Don't have any other thoughts."

"Hey, if you don't agree with me, you won't have any other ideas."

"Pfft." Lu Qiong smiled and closed her eyes, "Then I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, good night, ah no, good afternoon, have a good dream." Xu Chenmu hurriedly urged her to sleep.

"Xu Chenmu." Lu Qiong suddenly opened his eyes.

She wanted to run, but she was so frightened that Lu Qiong was so frightened that she broke into cold sweat: "What's wrong?"

"Don't care what Tang Yi said, he's very unreliable." Lu Qiong raised her eyes to look at her, and reached out her hand from under the quilt to touch her face, but she didn't dodge, her eyebrows were covered by cold fingertips. Touched, and then, the eyebrows were painted again.

That hand was cold and cold, and he touched her face bit by bit with nostalgia.

"It's okay, it's really okay." She felt that her voice was very dry, and she lowered her head, feeling that she was in the wrong, and she was clearly planning to leave Lu Qiong, so what's the difference between her performance here and deception?The tears grew more and more, accumulated in the eye sockets, and were about to wet Lu Qiong's fingers, she hurriedly sucked her nose back.

"Come here." Lu Qiong spread out the quilt, patted the place beside her, "Come here."

Lu Qiong asked her to go to sleep, she panicked: "Oh, this is not good, it's too immodest, just go to bed if you say go to bed—"

"Don't think about it." Lu Qiong smiled, still persisted, and even half got up and pulled her into his arms.

So Xu Chenmu didn't resist anymore, leaned against her, turned his face to count Lu Qiong's eyelashes, kicked off his shoes and lay down under her quilt, Lu Qiong stretched his arms, and put the quilt on her body again.

She was stunned.

"Sleep." Lu Qiong made her intention clear in a concise manner.

Arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

She couldn't run away even if she wanted to, so she opened her eyes blankly, and Lu Qiong closed them safely, as if today's incident had just been revealed, but she couldn't forget it, as if it was branded on her body, deeply stimulated, stabbed With a knife, she had to run, and Lu Qiong noticed something that prevented her from going.

Lu Qiong was still tired, and she escaped quietly after falling asleep.

It wasn't until she walked downstairs in the community that she realized that she had forgotten Lu Qiong and the life around her. She didn't know that she didn't live here before, so she didn't even have the memory of life. Completely unfamiliar, it was more frightening than facing Tang Yi. She silently clutched her sleeves and walked on the street in a daze. Then, she plucked up her courage and walked to the gate of the community. There was a brick on the wall that was different. The three characters Sun Wukong were written on it, crooked. If she hadn't walked with her waist bent like being overwhelmed by a mountain, she wouldn't have seen these three characters.

It was written by a child, so she memorized the door because of these three words, and walked out with steps. A narrow street lay in front of her eyes, with willows hanging along the roadside. She walked carefully along this door. Road, after thinking about it, most people would look to the right first, so she turned her head to the left and walked, just facing a wider street, and a few cars flew past the street.She walked over in a few steps. There was a bus stop sign beside her. There was no one waiting there. The place seemed to be newly built, and nothing was perfect. The soy milk and fried dough sticks crossed the road and went to an alley opposite, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

As if possessed by a demon, she found the zebra crossing, and knew that she had to abide by the traffic rules, so she silently waited for the green light. Just closed the booth, the poles are covered with small advertisements, but her side is still as clean as new. These are two worlds. She subconsciously whirled a few questions in her mind, wanting to explore the lifestyles of these people on the opposite side, and want to know The story behind this kind of planning and layout, want to write many press releases, want to follow up the report - she used the word report.

What is the relationship in the dark.She walked across the road in silence, and saw clearly that the small advertisements on the telephone poles were all deceitful, where they recruited workers with high salaries, where they bought driver's license points at high prices, and where they paid a lot of money to ask for a child.

Subconsciously, she wanted to laugh, but she didn't know where this concept came from. She was puzzled for a moment, and then she got into the alley where the children had been, as if possessed, and took a step back in fear of the oncoming cramped feeling. The car was parked at the entrance of the alley, and it was blocked tightly. Going further, the alley was only as wide as her height, with walls surrounded by blue iron sheets on both sides. The side of the iron sheet was corroded a lot, and an old man was sitting next to him holding a ponytail, and the clothes were drying inside, and the child looked blankly at her, a stranger who appeared out of nowhere.

This is a stranger, who appeared here in bright clothes, but she was the one who panicked.She shrinks back, and a small tricycle squeezes her into it. The front is a little wider, it seems to be a market-like place, small and miniature, with two supermarkets, a vegetable store, and a hardware store. There is also a butcher at the door, and the pieces of paper on the big wooden pier were cut into scattered pieces, and they fell off when the wind pulled it. Pick it up again, throw it on the wooden pier, pick up the machete, tear off a long strip of pork and hand it to the customer.

At the end of this "market" is a huge garbage bin, the kind that can be seen everywhere, exuding a peculiar smell that can be smelled twenty miles away, sour, smelly and fishy, ​​she couldn't believe why she was in such a high-rise building There is still such a life.

The place where she lived was only one street away from here, she was stunned, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in the top of her head.

With a clang, a soda can fell from her head. It was the thing that hit her on the head just now. She lowered her head to pick it up, and a few children in front of her glared at her: "Give it back to me!" With an accent she couldn't recognize, She raised the can, and subconsciously wanted to say something in her mind, but was suddenly cut off by her memory. She didn't know what to say to open the topic for an interview, and she didn't have the conditions for the interview.She was stunned, a bold child rushed over and snatched the can, and then a group of children scattered away.