Protect our prophets

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Liu Sheng came to pick her up.

At that time, Song Xueguang was sitting by the window in a daze, with a notebook on his lap, which was covered with messy words, arrows, circles and other patterns.

Liu Sheng tried to identify some information, and vaguely saw suspicious words like "slapping a scumbag" and "receiving a spare tire".He couldn't stand it any longer, cleared his throat: "Stop pretending to be melancholy Wenqing here, have you packed your things?"

Songxue turned her head slowly, very reserved: "I don't have anything to pack."

"Okay then, I'll take you back." Liu Sheng said, "I guess you haven't remembered where you live yet."

Before Songxue and his wife left, they rented out the original independent house, and rented a one-room apartment for their daughter. The security measures are good, and visitors other than the owner need to register when they come in and out.

"Our home is near the Baima apartment. If you need anything, you can find me. The journey takes up to 10 minutes. You can also come over, and my parents will welcome you very much. Or just this weekend? You used to come over for dinner on weekends."

"Um……"

Liu Sheng neatly wrote his name on the handbook, and when he looked back, Song Xueguang was still thinking about something.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm going back to school tomorrow, right?" she confessed. "I have a headache."

"Because of Yukimura?" He responded very sharply.

"There are others."

Liu Sheng looked at it seriously for a while, then nodded: "No matter what kind of relationship you have in private, I suggest you take advantage of the opportunity of amnesia to completely break off with him."

"……what?"

He raised his hand a little, hesitated for a moment, then took it back, probably because he thought it was impolite to pat a girl on the shoulder casually, and coughed dryly: "I know that falling in love will change people a lot, but I hope you can always keep your original intention and do it well." Be yourself."

Songxue was also very serious: "Tell me something in the world."

Yagyu: "Everyone in the school says you've gone mad to save Yukimura."

"..."

Listen, is this human?

Song Xueguang watched him press the button in the elevator to light up the "6" floor, and asked slowly: "So, do you believe it?"

"No, I don't really think that you intend to destroy the relationship with your classmates," Liu Sheng shook his head, "However, it may be that you deliberately did the opposite to attract the other party's attention..."

Seeing the other party's indescribable expression, he added: "It's like Murder on Hickory Avenue, you know what I mean?"

"Oh, I'm also very impressed by this. That girl deliberately steals other people's things in order to attract the boys she likes, so that the boys who love psychology will be interested in her research." She said absent-mindedly, "It's amazing logic. It worked."

"Without success, she will soon be the first to die." Liu Sheng corrected subconsciously.

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them froze for a moment, and the atmosphere in the elevator was very delicate.

"Sorry, I didn't mean you..." Liu Sheng looked away apologetically.

An awkward silence followed.

Songxue fell into deep thought.

A complicated and tortuous campus love story must have a blind ex-boyfriend, a charming white lotus female partner, and a few small green teas with added oils and vinegars. Finally, and at the same time the key point, it is framed and unspeakable. The heroine, everyone betrayed her relatives and lost everyone's trust.

Next, the heroine commits suicide in frustration. After waking up, she realizes and decides to go far away, ah no—it is transferred to another school, and accidentally met the handsome male protagonist.

Of course, since he has the capital to be the hero, he must be very smart, able to see through everyone's tricks at a glance, not only handsome, but also rich and powerful, to help the heroine recover her innocence, and turn the ugly duckling back...

But something is wrong with the current script.

The ex-boyfriend who should have been blind was not blind, and the heroine did not commit suicide, but was most likely caused by a "car accident" artificially.

Ah, the headache.

When the elevator reached the sixth floor, the door opened with a ding, Song Xueguang raised his head and sighed again.

"However——if, like the "Hickory" you mentioned," when Yagyu turned to let her out of the elevator, she suddenly thought of something, "the deceased did not die because of love, but because he accidentally discovered the murderer's secret , was silenced."

"You mean, the car accident this time," Liu Sheng stepped out of the elevator door, then stopped, looking at Songxue up and down in a little surprise, "Because you..."

But she lost her memory, even if she knew something, it was useless.

Liu Sheng shook his head helplessly: "Is it really such a coincidence?"

Who knows, she shrugged back.

Songxue came to "618" under his leadership, found a bunch of keys from the bag, tried a few, finally inserted the correct one into the lock hole, and opened the door.

"I'm not going in."

Yagyu was very observant of etiquette, guessing that a girl who lived alone would probably have some unorganized things in her room.He stood outside the door, paused, and when he spoke again, his expression became very solemn: "Songxue."

"Ok?"

"Hopefully what we just said was just unrealistic gibberish. Otherwise... you may be in danger."

"Yeah, the prophet will always be regarded as the first fire target." Songxue said with emotion, "I'm really curious about what I forgot."

"Perhaps, the most important thing has not been forgotten." Liu Sheng said suddenly, "The things you see after waking up may be clues."

He must not have known that he saw everyone's dead bodies.

Songxue turned her head and patted her colleague on the shoulder affectionately: "Brother, everyone will die sooner or later, this is not a clue at all."

Liu Sheng may not agree with her mentality.But on the surface, there was nothing wrong with this sentence, he could only look at her silently.

After sending Liusheng away, Songxue cleaned the room and did a carpet search by the way.

Unfortunately, she didn't find anything that would help restore her memory.For example, a diary that records experiences and moods, or a photo evidence of the moment someone committed a murder.

She thought about it carefully, and felt that she was not a person who could keep a diary at all, nor did she have a special hobby for photography, so she could only give up regretfully.

Finally, Songxue dug out a box of R-rated fanbooks from under the bookcase.

She opened the first book with novelty and was shocked: this face!Isn't that Yukimura Seichi? !

Next to him was a brown-haired, gentle and gentle boy...

She felt a little familiar, frowned and looked carefully, and found two names and a big "Plant Group" label in the lower left corner.

Really exciting.

She refuses to think about the specific positions of the two people.

Songxue finished reading this little pornographic book devoutly, quickly closed it, and before deciding to put it in the bottom of the box again, she took a quick glance at the author's name.

Script: Akina Hakuya

Artist: Cupid

The RPS business has become so popular, she can only give this "Cupid" god and Qiu Ming car king a thumbs up.

Awesome!

……

Seeing that the cleaning was finished, Songxue looked at the time, it was almost lunch time.

The ingredients in the refrigerator were all bought many days ago. After delaying until now, naturally they can't be cooked and eaten, and they have to be thrown away, leaving only some sauces and drinks.

She thought to herself, "I'm new here" and I don't know where the nearby supermarket is. It's so late, why don't I just order a takeaway.Of course, avoiding contact with strangers is a priority.

On the way home, Songxue had already witnessed various death scenes of countless passers-by... She thought that her heart had been trained to be extremely strong.

Just as she was about to get her cell phone, she heard a buzzing sound in her bag.

Songxue found the vibrating mobile phone from her schoolbag, and saw the caller ID, which happened to be one of the protagonists of the little pornography just now.

It couldn't be more coincidental, as if it was discovered by the person concerned.She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, pressed the connect button, and cleared her throat guiltily.

"Hello, Yukimura-kun?"

"It's me. I suddenly remembered, you don't remember the way to school tomorrow, right?" Yukimura's voice was slightly distorted through the transmission of radio waves, but still gentle and warm, "Do you need help?"

"Uh, if possible, of course it would be great." Songxue hesitated for a moment, "But don't we want to avoid contact?"

"It's okay, this kind of matter can be handed over to the student union." The other party smiled softly, "It's not troublesome at all."

An hour later, she received an email.

"At 07:30 tomorrow morning, I will wait for you at the gate of Baima Apartment. Don't worry too much, there is enough time."

Signed by Matsumoto Yuko.

This seems to be one of her "rivals in love".

And the most competitive rival in love.

After Songxue ordered takeaway, she sat down thinking about it, and looked at the vanity mirror behind the table.

The bandages were off, and she could finally take a comfortable shower and clean her sticky hair.

Facing the mirror, Songxue bent her lips and raised her eyebrows.

A pale face was reflected in the mirror, without blood.In addition to not being in a good mental state, her facial features are impeccable, and she is not inferior to that excellent Ms. Matsumoto.Crimson hair, bright green eyes...

This, how could it be so?

Songxue thought hard and didn't think that such a "crystal" could be produced by mixing Chinese and Japanese blood.I'm afraid there is a gene from the eight European countries that is causing trouble in it. The heroine, of course, has some privileges.

But she looked at it, and felt that it was not against the harmony, as if she was already very familiar with this face, and completely accepted it from the bottom of her heart.

"Maybe, I'm a character in a comic." She looked at the mirror and muttered to herself.

So, me and her, who is the real heroine?

……

The next morning, Songxue walked out of the apartment building drinking breakfast milk, and saw that tall and beautiful figure at a glance.

When Yuko Matsumoto heard the movement, she turned slightly and turned her head to look over. Her wavy, cloud-like curly hair stuck to her face, making the gentle smile on her face much brighter.

This rival in love is really a beautiful young lady.

"Good morning."

Songxue greeted her politely, turned her eyes to behind her, a low-key luxury private car was parked on the side of the road, a man dressed as a housekeeper got out of the car, opened the door for them, and bowed politely .

"Miss Yuko."

Songxue was briefly attracted by him, and then heard Matsumoto cough lightly.

"Actually, I'm not so exaggerated when I go to school. I originally wanted to take Songxue to the familiar route." She said reservedly, "But maybe your current physical condition is not suitable for squeezing the tram, so... I will make my own suggestion gone."

She shook her head and said she didn't care: "Thank you for your kindness, it's really flattering."

Yuko Matsumoto smiled, as if she didn't mind the "before amnesia" Matsuyuki Mitsu once said coldly to herself: "You're welcome, this is what the student union should do."

No matter in words or actions, Song Xue couldn't find any flaws in her.

He seemed to be the kind of person with perfect standards, as pure as a white lotus—of course, there was no derogatory meaning here.

She sat in the back seat of the car, next to Ms. Matsumoto, her mind was already drifting away.

Will it be her?

For example, the theft of the support team revolved around the stakes, and the two people were the most suspicious.

If it was Songxue, the motive was to make the backup team look ugly, but what if Matsumoto directed and acted himself?Perhaps it was to pour dirty water on Yukimura's girlfriend and destroy the relationship between the two, which is justified.

"Thank you Matsumoto for letting go of the past." She turned her head and looked at the brown-haired girl.

"It's nothing," Ms. Matsumoto said softly, "I never think you are a bad person, there must be some misunderstanding... Those things are just small frictions, if you don't remember, maybe it's an accident. Good thing."

"You mean, it's better if you don't remember it all the time?" Songxue asked with interest.

She smiled: "I think it's good for everyone."

"Can I ask another question? Have you ever said this before, in front of everyone?"

"...Huh?" Matsumoto was slightly puzzled, and quickly replied, "I said it, but everyone doesn't seem to believe it."

She showed a regretful expression, which didn't seem to be fake—or, her acting skills and Bailian's level were so perfect that people couldn't see through them.

Songxue looked at her and nodded slowly: "Anyway, thank you."