After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

"Ability?"

"You can understand it as the superpower seen in the movie, but this kind of ability cannot be used at high intensity for a long time." Jiang Xueyao reminded, "Although I am also curious about how long you can control him, I advise you that it is best now Remove the ability as soon as possible, and your body will start to protest first if you control an S-level ability user for a long time."

Li Jiaojiao did feel a little tired.

She couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality, she stared at Jiang Xueyao's face in surprise.

In the dream last night, she saw Jiang Xueyao. Everything in the dream was created and destroyed as she wished. In the dream, she was an omnipotent god.

Jiang Xueyao didn't have much desire to stay. She took out a business card from her breast pocket and stuffed it into Li Jiaojiao's hands, "Miss Li, congratulations, you have escaped your ordinary life. From now on, if there is any information about abilities If in doubt, you can call me on my phone.”

Institute of Non-Scientific Phenomena, Medical Ward.

"What's going on with her?" The young nurse's eyes widened.

What did he just see?
The detectable value of the supernatural powers of the sleeping woman on the bed soared crazily, and the little nurse who had just entered the door was so frightened that she hurried to find someone to come over.

Although the middle-aged professor who was called was shocked, he still maintained his rationality, "It's a normal resonance reaction, but how could it be so violent?"

Could it be related to the research topic left by the teacher?
"Haven't those people given up on Chimera?"

He hurried forward to check the situation, and immediately transferred Yuan Ziyan to the emergency room if there was any accident.

Last night, Fang woke up and didn't sleep well.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he ran wildly in the pouring rain, with a shadow behind him.

He knew who was chasing him.

The raindrops landed on the cheeks, but they didn't fall off. Instead, they coalesced into pieces, covering the body like a thin film, and it became difficult to breathe through the mouth.

The long-lost feeling affects the lingering memory in my mind.

Fang Xing couldn't sleep anymore.

The night in the imperial capital was dry, and even his throat was burning with thirst. He took out the quilt and took a glass of water.

He stared at the clear liquid in the glass, his fingertips felt cold.

Unable to fall asleep anyway, he simply turned on the light, Fang Xing threw water on the coaster to keep warm, went to the shelf, and took out a photo album.

Because it has not been opened for a long time, there is some dust on the album.

He wiped the dust off it and turned to the last page of the photo album.

The woman in the photo has a decent smile, long soft hair, almond eyes and peach cheeks, just like the first love goddess described in the youth campus novel.

That was the last photo of him and Zhong Wanwan.

He stood in front of the landmark building of Teikyo University in his bachelor's uniform, holding the flowers she sent in his hand, naively thinking that his life would continue as carefree as it is now.

Two years ago, in May, it was hot.

Teikyo University, cafeteria.

Fang Xing served the food, made a bowl of free soup, and sat with Zhong Wanwan.

There is a four-year age difference between the two of them, and they never expected to have the opportunity to be classmates at the same school, and they both graduated in this June.

Zhong Wanwan rolled up a roll of pasta with a fork, and chatted, "You helped me with my graduation project a while ago, how is your own graduation thesis going?"

"I finished it a long time ago, and I'm waiting for the defense." Fang Xing held his mobile phone and started to record the accounts.

Since last year, more than half of his living expenses have been deducted, and he is strictly required by his old lady. If he doesn't want to eat pickles and steamed buns every month, he has to find a way to make money by himself.

This month's living expenses plus the money earned from working part-time, should be able to survive until graduation.

After graduation, his card should be completely unlocked.

Watching Fang Xing go about his life, Zhong Wanwan couldn't bear it, "Is there enough money in your card? How about I get some for you?"

As an adopted daughter, she doesn't have to be restricted by the rules of the Fang family. The money the Fang family and his wife send each month is enough for her to buy several designer bags.

Fang Xing refused, "No need."

Your own rules must be strictly followed.

"Why not? What do you do if you eat so little and are hungry in the afternoon?" Zhong Wanwan felt distressed.

"Sister Wanwan, sister and elder sister came here like this. This is the rule. If my grandma finds out, I will definitely be punished again. And I'm about to graduate, so it's fine." Fang Xing flipped through his schoolbag, "Go in the afternoon Return a book for me when I’m in the library, just one book, it’s not too heavy.”

"Okay." Zhong Wanwan averted her eyes, feeling a little frustrated.

At that time, Fang Xing didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought that he refused her help and she was lost.

But looking back now, he can probably guess the reason for her loss.

He couldn't figure out when the people he knew since he was a child began to harbor ill will towards this family.

The lighting in the room was dim.

He rummaged through the drawers, found the storage box he had passed by from Fang Jue, opened it, and held the topmost wing brooch in his hand.

The cold touch told him that what he was in was reality.

Fang Xing finally reached out to the cup and drank some water.

Anyway, Zhong Wanwan's future has nothing to do with him.

In November, it was snowing heavily in the imperial capital.

After Fang Xing changed his clothes at home, he drove to Dijing University and waited.

About 10 minutes later.

After Song Mo changed his clothes, he took his bag and got into the car, and handed over the gift he had already prepared.

"Brother Xing, happy 21st birthday!"

Fang Xing shook the small box, "What is it?"

"Take it apart and have a look." Song Mo urged, "I must be the first one to give you a gift today."

"It's late, it's the third one." Fang Xing put his fingers into his collar, and drew out a white jade Guanyin pendant and a sapphire gourd pendant.

These two were sent out by Fang Jue and Fang Mengka at midnight this morning.

She pursed her mouth, "Why is this..."

I want to report, someone cheated!
"But you are number one besides my sister, that's fine." He comforted.

After opening the package, Fang Xing picked up the tie clip.

"It looks good." He took off the tie clip on his clothes and put it on.

Song Mo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, smiled even brighter.

She helped to tidy up the cufflinks and tie clips she had replaced, and stared at the gems inlaid on them, "It seems that the woman I met in the mall was right. Brother Xing, you seem to really like sapphires."

Fang Xing suddenly became alert.

The person who knows what he likes, besides his family and friends, there is another person...

"Sapphire? My mother and sisters helped me match my clothes. Maybe I was young before, so this light color is just right. I think the color you picked is very good, mature and stable."

He fiddled with the cufflinks, feeling like a kid getting a new toy.

"Brother Xing, you are only 21, why pretend to be 27?" Song Mo laughed at him.

Fang Xing put the box away, "Okay, let's stop pretending, I'll show you the speed that a 21-year-old should have."

Song Mo panicked, "Speeding is risky, so drive carefully."