moon illusion

Early in the morning, Qi Fengyao was lying on his bed and was awakened by Mi Xiu's sobbing.

I came back too late last night and forgot to feed Mixiu, probably because I was hungry.

Qi Fengyao suppressed his drowsiness, struggled to open his eyes, put on his slippers and walked to the living room.

After eating breakfast with Mi Xiu, Qi Fengyao woke up a lot from his sleepiness.Guessing that he wouldn't be able to sleep well when he went to bed again, Qi Fengyao stayed in the living room for a while, then walked to the bathroom.

Passing the sink, his footsteps were suddenly stopped in place.

Qi Fengyao turned his head slowly, looking at the mirror on the opposite wall and himself in the mirror.

The fair skin was covered with ambiguous marks, as if telling the world what kind of lingering experience this body experienced last night.

After a long time, Qi Fengyao suddenly smiled at himself in the mirror, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

At this time, Mrs. Yun had already had breakfast with her husband, but she did not wait until her son came downstairs.

"Is Ono sick? Why haven't you woken up so late today?"

Mrs. Yun looked upstairs while asking her husband.

Hearing this, Mr. Yun put away the newspaper and looked up at his wife.

"You just think too much. Ono must have played too late last night. Isn't it normal that you can't get up today!"

Just as he was talking, there was a series of footsteps on the stairs.

"Dad, Mom, good morning!"

Madam Yun turned around and saw that her son was already fully dressed and walking towards the dining table.

"Ono, are you going out today?"

Mrs. Yun saw her son going downstairs without his nightgown in an uncharacteristic manner, thinking that his son would go to the company to handle business today.

"No." Yun Zaiye picked up a fried pan and fed it into his mouth, "I don't have anything to do today, just pack my luggage later."

"Oh..." Mrs. Yun replied, while looking at Yun Zaiye a few times full of doubts.

At this time, Yun Zaiye, who was sitting at the dining table with his back to his parents, looked calm on the surface, but was in a panic.

In fact, he got up at the same time this morning as usual.The reason why he came downstairs so late was because he tried many methods, but none of them could remove the hickey on his neck.

After trying the two methods of No.30 but still to no avail, Yun Zaye resolutely put on a long-sleeved shirt in the high temperature of 28 degrees, barely covering the scenery on his neck.

After eating his breakfast tremblingly, Yun Zaye went upstairs to pack his suitcase.

Just as the suitcase was opened and placed on the ground, Mrs. Yun walked in.

"Xiao Ye, do you need your mother to help you?"

"No need, mom, I'm fine by myself."

"You said you were leaving so soon..." Mrs. Yun pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down, "I didn't talk to my mother very much."

Yun Zaiye was folding clothes, upon hearing this, Yun Zaiye's movements suddenly froze in place.

"Mom, I will call you often when I go there. Or what do you want to talk about, I will chat with you."

Afterwards, the mother and son chatted casually, from company business to study abroad, from relatives and friends to marriage partners.

Suddenly, Mrs. Yun changed the topic.

"Did you contact Xiaoyao today? Are you used to eating last night?"

The topic changed so quickly that Yun Jae-ye was unable to answer the conversation for a while.

After a pause, Yun Zaye said, "Not yet, but when we were chatting last night, he said that the food you cook is very delicious."

"That's right!" Mrs. Yun immediately smiled happily when she heard it, like a gorgeous rose, "This child is pretty good, and I like it."

Hearing this, Yun Zaiye turned his back and secretly raised the corners of his mouth.

"By the way, I remember." Mrs. Yun clapped her hands suddenly, and said, "I said when did I see this child, it was when we went to the supermarket last holiday, you went to chat with him, I I glanced at it from a distance, but I didn’t remember it yesterday!”

With a "boom", the pen holder in Yun Zaiye's hand fell to the ground.

"Hey! Why are you so careless, kid, you..."

"Mom, you said that my last vacation...was before going abroad?"

"Yeah, don't you remember? Didn't you go to the supermarket to buy things, did you say hello to them?"

Suddenly, too many fragments poured out from the depths of the brain, as if they were about to squeeze and explode the brain.

There seemed to be a few vague memories like that, but they ran too fast, and disappeared without a trace before Yun Zaiye reached out to grab them.

Did you know each other before going abroad?

At the party that day, Bai Lang said that when he went to the library and met Qi Fengyao standing in front of the honor roll and looking at him...they knew each other then?

But why can't I remember?When did you start to forget all these things?Is he the only one who has forgotten the past, or has he also forgotten it?Also, before this, what was the relationship between them... like?

Yun Zaiye sent his mother out on the pretext that he wanted to rest for a while, then locked the door and stayed alone in the room.

This incident happened so suddenly, Yun Zaiye felt that he needed to digest it.

My memory of Qi Fengyao started more than a month ago. In that bar, he called out his name, and... yes, he asked himself if he didn't know him?

Well, they knew each other before.Although the relationship is not clear, at least it is not what Qi Fengyao explained, he just met himself on the honor roll.

But when I went to meet up with friends later, only Bai Lang and Mu Ran mentioned that they had met Qi Fengyao in front of the library before.When I bumped into him... he was looking at his picture on the honor roll?

But at the party, when I introduced Qi Fengyao to my friends, no one was surprised or surprised, they all felt that everything was normal, as if... no one had seen Qi Fengyao before.

Yun Zaiye was a little puzzled, no matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem right.

After thinking about it, Yun Zaiye called Bai Lang.After the phone rang a few times, the call was picked up.

"Hello, in the wild? What's the matter?"

"Are you busy? I have something to ask you."

"Not busy, I'm in the dormitory, what's the matter?"

"You, did you know Qi Fengyao before?"

There was a long silence on the phone, and after a while, Bai Lang's cautious voice came over.

"Then what... brother, I have Mu Ran, I don't like men either!"

On the other end of the phone, Yun Zaiye felt a stagnation in his chest.

"Hey, don't think too much, just ask if you have seen him by my side."

"No, why did you suddenly ask such a strange question?" Bai Lang on the other end of the phone was full of doubts. I've seen... No, isn't Fengyao a freshman?"

Yes, Qi Fengyao is a freshman.In other words, when he had just left Nanchuan, Qi Fengyao had just entered Nanchuan.

Before that, the two of them would never meet.After that, the two had no chance to meet each other.

No matter how you look at it, there should be no intersection. What is the problem?

Yun Zaiye said a few perfunctory words before hanging up the phone.

Ye Zixuan was busy working for the association all day, so he wouldn't notice.In the early hours of the morning, the door is not out of the door, and the possibility of noticing is even smaller.

It seems that there are more and more clues... But Yun Zaiye always feels that he must have missed something, and it is a very important thing.

Wait, there might be someone else.The proprietress of that bar seems to know Qi Fengyao very well.

Looking back on all the things between myself and Qi Fengyao after that, the most important node is - I registered as a member in the bar by mistake, and then formally established contact with Qi Fengyao.

Yes, there is a problem here.

If I hadn't registered as a member in that bar, I wouldn't have added Qi Fengyao's WeChat account.Without contact information, Qi Fengyao would not find him immediately when he was sick.Without the care and communication when I was sick, let alone everything that happened later...

But in the next second, Yun Zaiye found that he did not have the girl's contact information.Qi Fengyao is the only point of contact between him and that bar.

Wait, there is another way.

Yun Zaiye suddenly remembered that when he went to the bar to pay the bill that day, the girl seemed to have mentioned Ye Zixuan, and people from their social association seemed to often go there for gatherings.

"Zixuan, do you have the contact number of Boss Find?"

"Find? You said Mo Xun?"

"It should be, that girl."

"That's it! I have it, why do you want to make a reservation?"

"No, no, I'm useful, you can send me."

"Got it!"

Ye Zixuan didn't ask any more questions, and sent the call after a while.

Yun Zaiye called, but no one answered the phone.

When the phone automatically hung up for the third time, Yun Zaye's phone vibrated.

Yun Zaiye opened WeChat, and it was still Zixuan's message.

"Her person is upside down day and night, and she usually sleeps silently during the day, so it is unlikely to receive a call."

...You didn't say it earlier!

Yun Zaiye threw his phone aside, sat in front of the desk, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, letting the smoke cut a pallor in front of his eyes.

From this point of view, I can only go to the bar to find her at night.

What is the truth of the matter, and why did I forget him... What happened?

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone on the desktop lit up, and there was a message.

Yun Zaiye swiped open the phone, it was Qi Fengyao.

On the chat interface is the message just sent.

Yaoyao kid: Is baby up yet?Is there any discomfort today?Take a good rest~

If Dang Yun Zaiye had received this news before today, he would definitely not be in the state of mind at this time.

But now, when he saw this message, he suddenly didn't know what to reply.

Qi Fengyao knew everything, but he didn't know anything.As if being led into a long-planned trap, the hunter arranged every mechanism, hid in the dark and watched quietly, waiting for himself to step into the trap step by step.