After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

With his empty memory, it was difficult for him to combine the beautiful and glamorous woman in front of him with the girl with her bare feet picking up shoes in the photo.

The beauty in front of me seems to be a girl wrapped in an invisible hard shell.

She raised her face and looked at him, "I haven't eaten anymore. What do you want from me?"

The man asked calmly, "Are you Chaoyang?"

"Yes."

"Are you the one who sealed my memory?"

"right."

"Yes or no?"

Gu Chu turned away slightly and said in a lazy tone, "Is it important? I just have this right."

Qin Chaomu lowered his eyes, except that his eyes were too deep and focused, his face was indifferent and cold, and his tall and straight figure showed no emotion. He stood in front of her, as if no one could shake him.

He handed her the two photos and said in a low voice, "We spent time together."

Gu Chu did not take the photo. The photo was from the year of Country H. She and Qin Chaomu, who was 21, were standing barefoot by the pond. He was holding her and she was touching the water. Pick up shoes.

It is impossible to say that there are no palpitations.

No one knew how she forced herself to stand here calmly.

She couldn't feel the slightest emotion of the man in front of her. He was so deep and more unfamiliar than a stranger. Every minute and every second spent with Qin Xiaoguai was like falling into an abyss, and she was the only one who kept falling.

Her retribution, the end of her greed.

She was ready not to leave the island.

"Is this why you came here?"

"Ah."

"Yeah," she took the photo, "but we broke up."

"Why did you split up?"

"Obviously, I dumped you and sealed your memory."

Qin Chaomu looked at her and fell silent.

He discerned a lot during the time she spent with the derivatives.

She is lying.

After about half a minute, Gu Chu turned around and prepared to leave.

But before he even took two steps, his arm was pulled.

"Dongli Chaoyang," the man's voice sounded above the head again, "Give me back my memory."

Gu Chu stood stiffly on the spot, the blood solidifying from his heart inch by inch.

She didn't look back, just tried to take her hand back.

The man's deep voice continued behind her, "My life has been blocked by your memory twice. The first two times I thought it was fate, but this time, I personally asked you to come back."

His tone was very calm, with no emotion audible, but it also contained a bit of strength and domineering in his bones. When mixed together, it gave Gu Chu the illusion of being in another world.

"Qin Chaomu, let go."

She turned back and looked at him, "Do you know my identity? Don't say you haven't recognized that identity yet. Even if you do, you still have to kneel down when you see me for the first time. Here, I can have someone take you away at any time. Get kicked out.”

The man's cold and indifferent face finally turned angry, the fingers holding her wrist tightened, and his voice became tighter, "So what do you want to say?"

"I want you to leave here and never set foot on this land again."

His breathing sank, his dark eyes stared at her closely, and he said four words one by one, "Why?"

Gu Chu's eyes were so sore that she was worried about tears falling, so she turned her head and looked away, blinked hard a few times to push back the tears, and then said coldly, "I am the king here. " ˆ ˆ ˆ The man's Adam's apple rolled up. He looked at the roses on the stone wall in the distance and slowly exhaled, "Let's go eat."

She turned away and said, "I won't go."

The two of them just stood there, neither of them saying a word.

Just when Gu Chu was about to turn around, a low and hoarse voice came to her ears, "Actually, my life has never been perfect. The three memories have never appeared together."

After a pause, he added: "I am incomplete and cannot judge whether I want to accept a mission or whether I want to accept a relationship."

"The me of twenty is different from the me of twenty-five. Even the me of yesterday and the me of today may have made different choices."

When he finished saying this, he placed the photo in her hand.

Her hand fell by her side, and the man felt a little softer when he lowered his head. Gu Chu just wanted to speak, but he ran into the man's hazy and dark eyebrows, and his heart suddenly curled up.

Perhaps seeing a hint of softness in her expression, Qin Chaomu lowered his head, looked into her eyes with dark eyes, and softened his voice, "Do you know? It's unfair to me to deprive me of my memory. It’s for you.”

"I don't need fairness," she raised her face to look at him, not letting him find a trace of tenderness from beginning to end, and said coldly, "I have decided from this position that I don't need fairness to measure gains and losses, I have decided , it’s decided.”

She might be able to bear him dumping her once, and she could bear him abandoning her a second time.

But she definitely couldn't stand the third time.

Is this a cyclical retribution? He forgot about her, and she never dared to let him think of her again.

Who says she is absolutely cold and heartless? The most heartless people are the most affectionate.

But I am afraid of being affectionate.

He picked up the photo, tore it open in front of him, and raised it up.

The cool autumn wind blew by, and countless fragments carried her memory, turning the two figures into the last silhouette in the sunset.

Just like at the end of the movie, she turns around amid the fading fragments.

It was almost dark, and the lights in the garden were turned on.

The light stretched the man's figure extra long and made him feel extra lonely.

He didn't know how long he stood silently before putting one hand in his trouser pocket, then turned around and returned to the car.

Close your eyes.

He asked the man in his mental body, "Are those memories good?"

[It’s much better than the year you spent together in middle school. 】

He smiled, squinted his long and narrow eyes with an unknown dark color, and exhaled a puff of smoke, "You actually know this too."

[Although I don’t want to admit it, I’m surprised that you have a crush on a girl who bullies you. 】

Qin Chaomu squinted his eyes and said nothing. After a long time, smoke came out from his thin lips and nose with his breath, making his handsome face a little blurry, as blurry as the memories hidden deep in his heart.

That year, she was supposed to be in the second year of junior high school and he was in the second year of high school.

When they met for the first time, she squatted at the door of the high school, "Hey." She called him from behind like a little ruffian, and asked loudly and without any scruple, "What's your name?"

In fact, he knew who she was at that time, and she was his destiny, the destiny of holding a grudge.

So he ignored her and left.

In this way, she and a group of idle students squatted on him several times, asking his name every time.

Later, she probably lost her patience, so she stopped squatting with him.

Later, he found out that she had skipped a grade. She was in the first year of high school and he was in the second year of high school.

She is famous, smart and beautiful.