The whole world is knocking me and the queen's CP

Xu hadn't recalled the past for a long time, sporadic fragments of memory poured back into his mind and pinched his nerves, and it seemed as if he was being pulled back and forth on those scattered fragments, Qin Zhizhen felt the pain of nerve convulsions.

Intermittent, sometimes light and sometimes severe, the stomach pain accompanied by menstruation is very painful, so that she is in a trance in the pain, and it is a bit unclear whether it is because of the neuralgia of conditioned reflex, or the memories in the dream made her feel pain.

Qin Zhizhen was lying on the bed, with her eyes wide open in the dark, trying to retrieve some memories.

But until the thunder and crackling outside the house began to rain, she got into bed in fear of the thunder, and didn't think of anything more.

Only the fragile nerves are aching in the muffled sound of rain hitting the glass windows.

The gurgling rainwater got into the cracks of the window, mixed with the muffled thunder into the ears, and the air with cool moisture penetrated into the pores of the skin, exuding a coolness from the inside out.

My head hurts even more.

After the thunder finally stopped, Qin Zhizhen sat up and put on the panda slippers. She stared at the panda head on the slippers.

Ye Zhuyi learned how to make panda garlands because she once had a friend who liked pandas very much. Was that friend actually her?

After a while, Qin Zhizhen had to put away her chaotic thoughts because of a headache. She glanced at the cup on the table, which was empty.

Qin Zhizhen took out the painkiller from the drawer of the bedside table, and walked out of the room with a cup.

It was still dark at three o'clock in the morning, but there was a warm light in the living room. Qin Zhizhen paused, and saw Ye Zhuyi clearly standing in front of the French windows in the dim light.

A small night light was inserted under the sofa not far away, the light barely fell on Ye Zhuyi, she seemed to have put herself out of the light and melted into the night, holding the cup in one hand, and bending her arms in the other. Draw something on the French windows.

A sense of déjà vu came to mind, and the nerve in Qin Zhizhen's brain jumped even more violently.

"Eleven?" Qin Zhizhen called softly, and was surprised that he called it so naturally, as if he had called it many times.

However, she rarely called Ye Zhuyi before.

Ye Zhuyi seemed to be frightened. Qin Zhizhen saw her shoulders tremble in the dim light. When she turned her head, surprise and some indistinct emotions flashed in her bright eyes.

"I'm sorry, I scared you." Qin Zhizhen said modestly, she glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were two small people holding hands and rows of small footprints on it.

Ye Zhuyi shook her head, and moved her feet to block the pattern she drew, "Did you wake up from the thunder?" Her eyes fell on the medicine in Qin Zhizhen's hand, "What kind of medicine is that? Is there something uncomfortable?" ?”

"Yeah." Qin Zhizhen lowered his eyes, and walked towards the kitchen with a cup in his hand, "Painkillers, my head hurts, and my stomach hurts too."

"With the hot water that was boiled before, it shouldn't be so hot now." Ye Zhuyi followed, "It's in the kettle."

Qin Zhizhen turned on a light in the kitchen, which was not so bright and would not be dazzling. She poured a glass of water from the kettle, which was warm.

"What about you? Why are you here? Why don't you sleep?" Qin Zhizhen asked.

"When you're thirsty, get up and boil water." Ye Zhuyi took the kettle and refilled the water and boiled it, "Wait for the water temperature, but I couldn't fall asleep after waiting."

Ye Zhuyi woke up from the moment of thunder, thinking that Qin Zhizhen would leave the room because of the thunder, and afraid that knocking on the door would wake Qin Zhizhen, so she kept guarding in the living room, boiled a pot of water, held Zhen The lion cup that Zhen bought for her made her feel no longer sleepy.

Qin Zhizhen nodded, and took the painkiller with the warm water in the cup.

Ye Zhuyi went back to the house and dug out the hot water bottle and brown sugar, and asked with concern, "Why do you have a headache?"

Stomach pain is mostly caused by my aunt.

"I lost a memory before." Qin Zhizhen put down the cup, stroked the bamboo on the handle, and said lightly, "Every time I think about the past, I will have such a headache."

This is the first time Qin Zhizhen mentioned this topic to Ye Zhuyi.

Ye Zhuyi's heart skipped a beat, "Will it hurt badly?"

"It's okay." Qin Zhizhen said calmly.

"If it's okay, do I still need to take painkillers?" Ye Zhuyi obviously didn't believe her words.

Qin Zhizhen moved his lips, and the kitchen fell into a momentary silence.

The sound of boiling water in the kettle was mixed with the muffled sound of rain, making this silence particularly subtle.

Looking at the obvious concern in Ye Zhuyi's eyes, Qin Zhizhen couldn't figure out whether Ye Zhuyi was not surprised about her memory loss because she knew about her memory loss early in the morning, or because Ye Zhuyi cared more about her headache than Ye Zhuyi did.

The water in the kettle boiled, and Ye Zhuyi carried the hot water bottle to fill it.

"It's because some of the lost memories were recalled, so this time the pain was severe." Qin Zhizhen explained.

Ye Zhuyi put the kettle down, was stunned, and said shyly, "What do you remember?" She paused for a while, her tone returned to normal, as if to sigh, "How did you lose your memory?"

Everything sounds so natural and normal.

Qin Zhizhen saw Ye Zhuyi standing between the light and shadow, with his head lowered and twisting the plug of the hot water bottle, his long eyelashes were down, his eyes were hidden in the shadow, and he couldn't see clearly.

The disadvantage of the entanglement of dreams and memories is that it makes people unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, as if it happened in real life, and it seems to be substituted by subjective consciousness.

Qin Zhizhen was suddenly not sure if the girl in the dream or in that forgotten memory was Ye Zhuyi.She didn't know whether she had unintentionally substituted Ye Zhuyi into it because of being together day and night, or if she had really known Ye Zhuyi before.

But soon Qin Zhizhen realized that Ye Zhuyi's word order was abnormal, and it was more like a temptation. They went back and forth in the seemingly ordinary conversation and tested each other.

Ye Zhuyi should know her, she exists in the memory she left behind and is very important.

Qin Zhizhen felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, why did he become like this now.

"Forgot." Qin Zhizhen said, "I forgot how I lost my memory, and I can't remember what I remembered after waking up."

Qin Zhizhen noticed that after she finished saying this, two seconds later, Ye Zhuyi's figure hidden in the dark trembled slightly, and the shoulder line seemed to slump because of relaxation.

really……

Ye Zhuyi softly "ah", "Is that so. Don't think about it if you can't remember it, lest you get a headache again." She stuffed the hot water bottle in Qin Zhizhen's arms, and made Qin Zhizhen another cup Brown sugar water, "It's still early, go back to sleep after drinking it."

Qin Zhizhen took the hot water bottle and hugged it in his arms, nodded and said, "Okay, you too."

The brown sugar water is mixed with some warm water, so it doesn't burn your mouth.After Qin Zhizhen finished drinking, she felt that her body was hot and cold at times. She deliberately ignored the discomfort, put down the cup, walked a few steps towards the room, and turned her head to look at Ye Zhuyi.

There was a distance between Ye Zhuyi and her, one side was bright and the other was dark.With the light behind him, Qin Zhizhen couldn't see Ye Zhuyi's eyes clearly.

Their sights seem to collide in the air, and they seem to be staggered.

"Go back to sleep, I'll call you when the time is up." Ye Zhuyi urged softly.

The complex emotions deep in Qin Zhizhen's heart suddenly thickened and spread to all limbs. She didn't know how she deserved "good", she didn't know how she climbed onto the bed with a hot water bottle covering her stomach.

Qin Zhizhen couldn't figure it out until he couldn't open his eyes and fell asleep again——

Why did Eleven's attitude towards her at first not seem like knowing her at all.

Since you know it, why pretend you don't know it.

There were too few scattered pieces, and she couldn't even make up a small puzzle for her reference, she needed to think of more.

But sometimes the more you want to get something, the more you can't get it. In the next few days, Qin Zhizhen didn't recall any sporadic things.

until Friday.

In order to have a better fit and sense of integration between the two in the last dance scene, Zhou Wen specially found a dance teacher for Qin Zhizhen and Ye Zhuyi, and took them to practice dancing together.So the two of them spent almost all of their free time in the dance room of the gym, and the originally not much rest time was used to the extreme.

She had to film and practice dancing, and had to control her diet for her figure. Ye Zhuyi was worried that Qin Zhizhen's menstruating body would not be able to handle such a toss, so she hesitated and asked Qin Zhizhen, "Do you want to cancel the arrangement to watch shooting stars on Friday? You should rest more. "

But Qin Zhizhen didn't want to, so he just said: "It doesn't matter, just make me a bigger noodle on Friday morning."

If there is a scent that seems to be absent in the memory, it is definitely not a bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water. Qin Zhizhen secretly hopes that Ye Zhuyi can make the bowl of noodles back then, so that maybe she can be brought back some memories.

Ye Zhuyi couldn't resist her, and couldn't bear to refute her, so she had no choice but to obey.

Early on Friday morning, Ye Zhuyi got up before dawn. After washing up, she tiptoedly opened the door and went out. She went down to the service desk on the first floor to find the hotel manager and went to the back kitchen to buy half a chicken and some ingredients.

When Ye Zhuyi returned with half a bowl of chicken, Qin Zhizhen's room was still dark, and she went back to the kitchen lightly, blanched the chicken, put ginger slices and green onions in the pot, and put it on the fire.

While waiting for the chicken soup to be cooked, Ye Zhuyi sat at the dining table and flipped through the script. She had watched the kissing scene dozens of times. After a dream, it is always unavoidable to be distracted.

One is the ambiguous throbbing, and the other is the uneasiness caused by the cracking of the thin ice that seals Qin Zhizhen's memories. Ye Zhuyi was at a loss as to what to do.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice that the door of Qin Zhizhen's room had been opened by the master.

The chicken soup was almost done, Ye Zhuyi turned the heat down a bit, took out two eggs from the refrigerator, and broke them into bowls, one of which she picked out the yolk.Brushed a thin layer of oil in the pot, Ye Zhuyi arranged the mold and poured in the egg liquid.

Qin Zhizhen frowned and walked to the kitchen step by step.

Ye Zhuyi lifted the lid of the casserole and poured noodles into it. The white hot air was wrapped in the rich aroma of the soup and curled up. Qin Zhizhen saw Ye Zhuyi's beautiful side face clearly in the rising smoke and fire, facing the ray of light in the morning , beautiful like a painting with appropriate shades.

A fragment flashed by, sparks collided in the brain, and splashed on the nerves accompanied by the sound of oil.

Qin Zhizhen, in the pain that seemed to be nothing, remembered that the girl made a bowl of noodles for her that day that year.

At that time, she wanted to drink chicken soup and noodles for several days.On the [-]th, I lived frugally and saved living expenses to buy two big chicken legs for her, boiled soup and noodles, and specially cracked an egg without yolk.

At that time, their relationship was very close.

"It's up." Ye Zhuyi took out the noodles, scooped up the soup, and spread it with love eggs, vegetables and fungus, "I'm about to call you, you can eat."

Qin Zhizhen returned to his senses, and whispered softly: "Eleventh."

"Huh?" Ye Zhuyi put the noodle bowl on the table, looked at Qin Zhizhen suspiciously, saw her frowning tightly, and asked uneasily, "What's the matter? Is...is your head hurting again?"

"No headache." Qin Zhizhen relaxed his brows and sat down at the dining table, "I want to say that I don't want egg yolks."

Ye Zhuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I've picked it out for you."

Qin Zhizhen stroked the bowl, glanced at Ye Zhuyi, and saw that Ye Zhuyi's thin shoulders collapsed slightly because of relaxation.She felt the heat transfer into her palm, and the billowing hot air entwined with a rich aroma penetrated into her eye sockets. She stared at the white love egg, feeling hot from her eyes to her heart.

Regarding the unmentionable and hiding of the past, she lost her memory, so what about Eleven?What is the purpose of hiding it like this?

If it was before, Qin Zhizhen might have asked directly.But now she knew too well that even if she asked, she wouldn't get the answer she wanted from Ye Zhuyi's mouth.

"I'm calling Lian Rong and Xiao Qiao to come up." Ye Zhuyi sat opposite Qin Zhizhen with her noodle bowl.

"No. Lian Rong took Xiao Qiao to the hotel restaurant to eat." Qin Zhizhen paused, and said rather arrogantly, "This is my thank you gift."

Ye Zhuyi couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, "Do your fans know that you are so domineering?"

Qin Zhizhen swallowed and said, "Do they know that I don't know." Wu Tong meaningfully glanced at Ye Zhuyi, who was eating noodles with his head down, "You must know."

When Ye Zhuyi raised his head, Qin Zhizhen had already lowered his head. The sentence just now was like a joke, and he gave a long "hmm" in deep agreement.

Known since childhood.

Seeing how satisfied Qin Zhizhen was eating, Ye Zhuyi curled the corners of her lips, her dimples rippling with satisfaction.

After breakfast, Qin Zhizhen asked her to wash the dishes, but Ye Zhuyi didn't refuse, and stood beside her to accompany her.

"If I hadn't been exercising a lot recently, I wouldn't dare to eat your bowl of noodles. I'm so full." Qin Zhizhen said, "How about walking up the mountain to watch shooting stars at night?"

Ye Zhuyi frowned and said worriedly, "Excessive exercise is not suitable for you, you are already tired from dancing and filming. Let's drive."

"Tsk, okay." Qin Zhizhen handed the washed bowl to Ye Zhuyi, and asked casually, "Have you ever seen a shooting star before?"

The voice in the flash memory, they should have watched the shooting star together.

Ye Zhuyi paused when she took the bowl, and said, "I did, but I didn't see it."

Qin Zhizhen's eyes flickered: "When did you watch it? Did you miss the time or didn't wait?"

"It happened when I was a child." Ye Zhuyi said naturally, "I don't really remember."

Is that so... Qin Zhizhen nodded absently, and asked tentatively amidst the sound of running water, "Did you watch it with your friends when you were young?"

Ye Zhuyi gave a very soft "hmm".

A heart raised her throat, and Ye Zhuyi was a little apprehensive. If Qin Zhizhen asked more questions, how would she respond?

Fortunately, Qin Zhizhen didn't continue this topic, just smiled and said, "I hope I can see it today."

Hope... to remember some more.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-3020:30:25~2021-01-3121:32:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 jug;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 4 jugs;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: holding a shaking fan, 45009662, sara, still remembering the oath of flowers in front of the court, and 1 game ink;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!