I froze in place on the spot, and even froze when I got out of bed. How could this be?Was all that before just me dreaming? ?

The daughter seemed to see that something was wrong with me, she raised her head and asked, "Mom, are you feeling unwell? Should I call 120? Should I notify Dad?"

I subconsciously held Jieyue in my arms, her small soft body was very quiet in my arms, she has been like this since she was a child, calm and steady, like a little adult.

"Mom, are you really okay?"

My mind was in chaos, I didn't know what was wrong with me, and I didn't even know how to answer my daughter's question.

No, it can't be like this, I'm Jieyue's mother, how can I show such a state in front of my child.

After taking a deep breath, I said, "It's okay, Mom just had a dream, there is no need to go to the hospital, and there is no need to inform Dad."

Jieyue stared at me very closely, her black and white eyes unblinking, "Really? Mom, your heart is beating very fast now, are you really okay?"

I put my daughter down and patted her messy curly hair, "It's okay, mom will tie your hair up for you."

"Okay." She nodded obediently.

Seeing that the other party didn't say that he wanted to eat first, I was relieved, it's okay, it's okay, it's different from before, it really was just a dream.

After I washed up, I brought out the hot sandwich from the microwave and fresh milk from the refrigerator.

In that highly realistic dream, I didn't prepare fresh milk for my daughter. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional this time, but I did something different from the dream.

"Mom, the milk is not hot, I don't want to drink it."

The daughter touched the side of the glass and pushed the milk aside.

I bit my lower lip, nodded, and agreed to her approach.

Breakfast was going on in silence, I lowered my eyebrows, absent-minded.

"Mom, don't you really need to go to the hospital? You don't look very well."

I tried my best to suppress the complicated thoughts in my heart that I didn't know where they came from, "It's okay, eat quickly, Uncle Hagiwara and Uncle Mofuku will bring Takagi and Date to pick you up later."

The daughter put down the knife and fork and asked seriously: "Mom, I didn't tell you that Takagi and Date are going together. How did you know?"

My body trembled slightly, and my whole body felt cool. It was clearly early summer, but I felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"Ah, is that so? I guess." I mechanically responded to my daughter's question.

Only I know how flustered I was, I didn't even hear the doorbell rang.

It was my daughter who opened the door and let a group of people in before I realized it.

"Uncle Hagiwara, I may not be able to go to the tropical paradise." Jieyue raised her head, explaining to the tall youth in an immature tone.

It's obviously just a dream, why should I care so much.

"what happened?"

"Mom, she doesn't seem well."

Hearing my daughter's words, I walked up to her and bowed slightly to my husband's friend, "It's okay, I just had a nightmare, I'll trouble you to take care of Jieyue today."

"What does it matter? Taking Xiao Jieyue out to play actually saves us a lot of worry. Anyway, we have to take these two brats with us. Xiao Jieyue's words are more useful to them than to us." His lips Zhang He, said the same words, and then warned: "If you are really uncomfortable, remember to ask Xiao Zhenping to take you to the hospital. You used to be so brave, and you took everything by yourself."

I maintained a polite smile and nodded, my past?Because of the accident, I am not very clear about the past, only have a vague concept.

I have always thought that as long as I am happy now, the past is not important, and I have never delved into those vague memories.

The daughter finally chose the overalls to go out, and the reason given was the same as in the dream.

Can such a clear dream really be called a dream?

After seeing them off, I sat in the dining room alone in silence, completely unable to bring up any mood of living in a world of two.

What's going on?

Is there something wrong with my brain?Or is there something wrong with this world?

With my eyes down, I saw the silver diamond ring on my ring finger, and I always felt that it seemed more gorgeous than I remembered.

I remember it used to be a little more modest.

Or is it that I have been married for too long, and I have been an idle housewife for too long, and my whole body has become numb?Even the senses and memory have begun to dull?

I closed the door, took off my shirt, brushed my hair back, and saw the same red mark in the dream on my shoulder and neck in the mirror.

The ripples in my heart are getting bigger and bigger.

This time, I didn't have the energy to put on makeup anymore, but I still chose the outfit in my dream, and then sat in the restaurant silently waiting for Zhenping to come back.

Panic grew like weeds, and I pinned my hopes on Zhenping, hoping that my husband of six years would tell me what was going on with this apparent panic.

Like the last straw of a drowning man, I desperately need him to be there and tell me it's all been a nightmare.

The sound of a car entering the garage sounded on time, and Jin Ping pushed the door in in a familiar black suit.

I stood near the entrance and said with a smile, "Welcome back."

He put his arms around my shoulders and kissed my forehead, as usual, there was no difference, and then he said: "I'm going to change clothes, go out to eat later, and then go to the beach to watch the sunset in the afternoon? I booked a restaurant nearby, nice."

I heard the sound of something breaking.

His eyes were also a little unfocused, and he nodded in a trance, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

I don't know what is broken.

But I just feel that I may never go back to the way I was before.

Without warning, without reason, I felt my happiness disappear.

He seemed to see that I was not feeling well, so he pressed his forehead against mine and forced me to look at him, "What's wrong? I don't feel refreshed, did you sleep well?"

"No, I just had a bad dream."

No, that dream was very good, perfect, very happy.

"So I got up a little bit sluggish, but I'm fine now, let's change clothes!"

I want him to tell me what's wrong, but I don't want him to.

Zhenping nodded, believed my statement, let go of me and went to the bedroom to change clothes.

Maybe, maybe, I just had a precognitive dream?

The warm sunlight outside the window hit me warmly, as if I was paralyzing myself.

After a while, he came out of the room. Zhen Ping seemed to rely on his good foundation and was not picky about his clothes, but no matter how picky he was, he couldn't be any different from the black suit he wore before.

I urged him to change into the suit I asked him to change in the dream.

This time we didn't go out until noon, so I suggested to him, since it was still early, whether we should go shopping elsewhere.

"Where do you want to go?"

"To the vicinity of the police academy? Since you are dressed so young today, you want to go to the place of young people."

Zhen Ping hugged my shoulders, and couldn't help laughing lowly. He doted on me very much, and basically he would never refuse my requests.

This time is of course no exception.

However, I never mentioned to him that I want to restore my previous memory, want to understand my vague past and so on.

Is it because he is afraid that he is worried about me?Or are you afraid of being rejected by him?Or what?

I don't know, maybe I don't want to know.

Wouldn't it be good to live happily now?Why do we have to know the past?People can't change the past, why do they have to know how troublesome the past is?

Every time I wonder about something in the past, this kind of thought always pops up in my mind.

"Well, if He Jinpei were students of the same grade, wouldn't we have met earlier?"

Looking at the streets near the police academy on the rest day, and the streets where young people come and go, I couldn't help expressing such emotions.

Although I don't remember what happened before, my husband and I are 5 years apart, so we can't be students of the same grade no matter how you look at it.

Zhen Ping was stunned for a while before saying, "Yes, in that case, I will definitely propose to you as soon as I graduate."

"Huh?? That's too early."

I blinked, bit the straw and looked at each other.

It's too early to think about it. If you don't have experience in work, you will be an idle housewife. Wouldn't it be a useless person.

His nostalgic eyes fell on me, "No, I don't think it's early at all."

"No, I refuse, I don't want to be a rice bug." I retorted my husband's words, "I always have to work, I'm thinking about whether to go back to work, the child Jieyue is too reassuring, not at all. Need to worry, every day at home will be moldy."

"Go back, do you want to be a policeman?"

"Um, can't you?"

"No, why do you suddenly think so?"

"Because it's boring at home."

"I'm planning to apply for ten days of paid vacation to travel during the summer vacation. Why don't you make a travel strategy during this time, so that you have something to do, how about it?"

Jinpei asked me in a discussing tone.

I put down the drink in my hand, "Okay, but what about after the tour, Jinping, what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about you leaving me."

I froze, "I'm just going to work."

Zhen Ping is too insecure, how could this be?Is my male and female stereotype too heavy?

Zhen Ping held my face in his hands, watching it carefully made me a little worried.

He said very seriously: "I don't want to lose you again."

Sure enough, something happened in the past, such as the accident that made my memory blurred. The reason why he was so concerned about gains and losses must have something to do with that.

For some reason, I am now interested in those lost memories.I was just going with the flow, trying to figure out what happened to that broken feeling in his eyes.

I nodded and echoed: "Okay, I understand, the child's father."

What happened next was almost exactly the same as in that dream, we danced in the sunset and evening wind, and then went to pick up the moon and go home.

My daughter is still expressing her own "two-person world" theory, this time I asked: "Really? Then mother left you at Takagi's house, Jieyue."

The husband was stunned, and the daughter was also a little confused.

But Jieyue quickly realized, "Okay."

"But, Jieyue, don't you even dislike the sand on your father's body? Don't you want him to hug you? Is it really okay to spend the night at someone else's house?" I knelt down and looked at my daughter at eye level.

Jieyue's facial features became tangled up on her small face, as if she was seriously distressed.

"Okay, don't tease her anymore. Go home." The husband stood up and broke the stalemate.

I squinted my eyes and smiled, agreeing with him.

Going home under the moonlight, and then lying in Zhenping's arms, I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Will tomorrow come?I have no idea.

After almost a sleepless night, I finally couldn't meet my physical needs in the early morning, so I slept for a while, and when I opened my eyes, my husband who was supposed to be in bed on the rest day was no longer there.

I look up at the clock on the wall, it is 7:55, will my daughter call me in 5 minutes?

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, my daughter opened the door, but when she saw me who had gotten up, she was obviously a little stunned.

"Mom, you're already up."

"Well, dad is working half a day today, right?"

"Yeah that's right."

"Well, I'll heat up the sandwiches and put them on the dining table, can you have breakfast by yourself?"

"Yes, mom, what are you looking for?" The daughter asked with her head tilted.

I rummaged through various materials in the folder, "I'm looking for something very important."

About my case, about my past, about everything, I am now desperate to know what is going on with this cycle.

I also want to know what happened to the memories I discarded.

The daughter nodded thoughtfully, and stood aside silently looking at me.

However, the result was blank. It was obviously a major accident that caused me to lose my memory, but it was too strange that there were no cases.

"Jieyue, let's eat first."

This time, I also heated up the milk and handed it to her together.

My daughter sat silently at the table eating a sandwich, while I frowned.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? I don't feel very well. After a while, Uncle Hagiwara said he would take me to a tropical paradise, or I won't go? Do you need me to call Dad?"

I looked at her, hesitated for a few seconds and then said: "Mom is really not feeling well, why don't we go to the amusement park together tomorrow?"

"Well, yes."

So I called my husband's friends and asked them not to come over to pick up the month for the time being.

Try to break out of the loop by changing the course of major events.

This is the only way I can think of.

I want to check the information on the Internet. After all, it is said to be a major accident, so there must be news reports.

I enter my name: Matsuda Chiyuki.

The resulting search results are also blank.

What is the problem?

I rubbed the space between my brows, and suddenly thought of the crux of the problem. The accident happened before marriage. At that time, I hadn't married Zhenping and hadn't changed my surname.

I should have entered my last name before I changed it.

However, when I put my hands on the keyboard, I can't remember what my previous name was.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The daughter's childish voice rang in my ear.

I asked with a dazed face: "Jieyue, do you know your mother's previous name?"

"Mom, why do you want to know this?"

Yeah, why would I want to know this?

Do things matter before marriage?not important?

The sound of a car entering the garage sounded, and Zhen Ping came back.

"Jieyue, didn't you go to the amusement park today?"

"No, mom is not feeling well, so I stay at home with mom."

Zhenping's footsteps gradually approached, "Qianxue, what's wrong with you? Are you going to the hospital?"

I stood up, walked out of the study, looked at his anxious face and asked, "Zhen Ping, do you still remember what my previous name was?"

My voice is calmer than I thought it would be.

He froze in place, standing with his daughter and looking at me.

Although there are only a few steps away, it seems that there is a natural moat.

I held on to the door frame, only feeling dizzy, my body went limp, and I passed out directly, and I saw his extremely anxious expression in a haze.

do i love him

I love it very much.

does he love me

I love it very much.

Am I happy now?

very happy.

But what if this happiness is fake?Is it just a falsehood?

Should I choose to continue to sink, or just tear it apart?

"Wake up, mom, wake up."

I opened my eyes, and in front of my eyes was my daughter's small face.

I asked, "What time is it?"

"At 5:[-], I have been calling Mom for [-] minutes, and Dad asked me to wake you up at [-] o'clock."

Ah, that's the answer again.

How many cycles is this?tenth time? No. 20 times?

The cycle of never reaching tomorrow.

I lost count of how many times.

I buried my face in my hands and asked the question again: "Jieyue, do you know your mother's previous name?"

In the past cycle, as long as I asked this question, I would faint directly due to force majeure.

This time, however, no.

The daughter blinked her black and white eyes and said, "Mom, do you really want to know?"

I nodded in a daze.

"Even if you lose everything now? Even if you never see Matsuda Jinpei again? Even if your happiness is all fake?"

My daughter, Matsuda Yuzuki, is not like a six-year-old child, but has always been beyond the usual maturity and stability.

I have been very distressed how my husband and I raised such a child.

Now, I understand, because she is me, me in absolute sanity.

"Think about it, what is your name? Matsuda Jinpei is coming back soon, once he comes back, you will fall into a coma again."

I held my head in pain, what's your name?

What on earth is my name?

Kurosawa?Yuki?Chitanda?Suzuki?Hashimoto?

What the hell is my name?

Kurosawa Yuki?Yuki Yuzuki?Chitanda Yuki?

I was gasping for breath, and I felt a burning pain in my throat, my stomach was shaking, my arms were hurting, and my lungs felt like they were on fire every time I took a breath.

It hurts.

Where are you?

what should I do?

The sound of a car pulling into a garage, and then his approaching footsteps.

I knelt down on the ground, clutching my chest and finding it hard to breathe.

He stepped over in two steps and hugged me in his arms. I finally seemed to be able to breathe, and I could see his anxious face in the tearful eyes.

Jieyue was behind him, staring at me blankly, mouthing: name.

With tears streaming down my face, I whispered, "Zhenping, what is my name?"

"Do you want to leave me again?"

I shook my head, "No, no, it's not that I want to leave you, but you want to leave me!!"

If I can't remember, if I continue to sink into this vain happiness, I will never find him.

I hugged him, and in the coming drowsiness, I finally remembered my name, not Kurosawa Yuki, Yuuki Yuzuki, or Chitanda Yuki.

My name is Amamiya Chiyuki.

There is a person who has been in love for a long time called Matsuda Jinpei.

We are not married and have no daughter.

All of this is fake.

It is a trap given by the will of the world.

Everything turned black and white at this instant, and time stood still.

Amamiya Qianxue broke free from the embrace of the man who was holding her, and kissed his brow and eyes softly, feeling nostalgic.

Yuki looked at her, squinted and smiled.

Amamiya Qianxue patted her messy curly hair, and a huge flow of information passed through her palm.

She understood everything, and the last defense mechanism of the hourglass protected her before falling into the sea, freezing her time at the moment when she was shot.

It also gave her a chance to survive.

Thanks to [Absolute Misfortune]'s rampage, the Saiki brothers finally identified her whereabouts.

Under the stalemate between her own super power, the will of the world, and You Tamin Ran, her consciousness became the final battlefield.

If she sinks down, she will be completely wiped out.

When she wakes up, the young tamers will be able to bring her back to her original world.

She couldn't waste the opportunity her little boy had won for herself, she had to wake up.

In the frozen black and white, Amamiya Qianxue took a deep breath, then stepped forward, and pushed open the door.

Colorful colors mixed and poured into her tear-filled eyes.

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