One-way Passage

    That night, Xia Wennan stayed on the first floor curiously until late at night. He saw Ming Qin pushing Ming Siyan out for a walk after dinner, and when he came back, he pushed Ming Siyan in again. The bedroom on the floor, and did not come out after that.

    Until late, when Ming Luchuan came back from work, Xia Wennan was still in the living room on the first floor, watching TV programs boredly.

    "Why don't you go to rest?" Ming Luchuan asked him.

    Xia Wennan got up from the sofa and walked to Ming Luchuan, but he was still staring at Ming Siyan's room, and said, "Ming Qin said he didn't hire a babysitter, and would take care of Ming Si himself. Hiko."

    Ming Luchuan heard the words: "So what?"

    Xia Wennan said: "I see how long he can last."

    Ming Luchuan smiled slightly, took Xia Wennan's hand, and led him upstairs together.

    Xia Wennan had been on vacation until the year before the new year, and he only went back to Mingyan on the day of the company's annual meeting.

    When he appeared at the annual meeting, Xia Wennan suddenly felt that he had become Mingyan's hero. Almost everyone in the company was chasing him with admiration, and even young employees held Phone over to take a photo with him.

    Xia Wennan's trance became more and more serious.

      His memories merged into one, and he could no longer distinguish which were dreams and which were reality.

    Xia Wennan went to the hospital for this, Lin Shuqiu listened to what he said and analyzed that this might be the process of his memory gradually recovering.

    "It's strange," Xia Wennan said, "Why didn't you suddenly remember everything overnight?"

    "Everyone's situation is different," Lin Shuqiu explained.

    That night, Xia Wennan waited for Lin Shuqiu to have dinner with him after get off work. When I came out of the hospital, it was snowing outside.

    Xia Wennan and Lin Shuqiu sat at the small square table and ordered a steaming soup pot. Before the soup pot came up, the boss lit the fire impatiently, just in time to ask Xia Wennan and Lin Shuqiu to stretch out their hands to cook the fire.

    "Is my memory complete?" Xia Wennan asked a question.

    Lin Shuqiu was stunned for a moment: "I don't know. Besides, it was originally a memory of six years. Even if you don't lose your memory, many memories will disappear naturally. For example, an ordinary dinner. , a day's walk alone."

    Xia Wennan was slightly startled, and said after a while: "So, what I can dream about may only be my original memory."

    "It should be," Lin Shuqiu replied reluctantly, he felt that these questions were a bit beyond the scope of his professional ability.

    Xia Wennan was curious: "I have suffered a head injury, will I forge my memory?"

    "Huh?" Lin Shuqiu withdrew his hand from the fire, "This..."

    There were two young Beta women sitting at the next table. They had been talking in a low voice, but suddenly one of the girls amplified her voice and shouted unwillingly: "My house is collapsed! The old house is too old. Can collapse!" After she finished saying this, she lowered the volume again, and whispered to her companions in a hurry and sadness.

    Xia Wennan was not interested in the entertainment industry, but Lin Shuqiu took out his mobile phone to take a look, and after a while looked up at Xia Wennan in surprise.

    "What's the matter?" Xia Wennan asked casually.

    Lin Shuqiu whispered: "Lu Wenxing's Omega partner came out and posted on Weibo, accusing Lu Wenxing of cheating."

    Xia Wennan suddenly became interested, he stretched out his hand: "Show me."

    Lin Shuqiu handed him the phone.

    Xia Wennan hurriedly scanned the long Weibo post by the Omega, the whole text was all accusing Lu Wenxing of being cold and violent to him, and finally mentioned that Lu Wenxing cheated on a popular traffic Omega without naming Dao's surname, but it also has obvious features. Combined with some troubles outside, Li Xin's name is the most popular comment on Weibo.

    When returning the phone to Lin Shuqiu, Xia Wennan asked cautiously, "Are you still sad?"

    Lin Shuqiu shook his head, "Fortunately, I knew earlier, I don't care anymore."

    Xia Wennan didn't quite understand the mentality of star chasers, and asked curiously, "If the house collapses, wouldn't you love it if you don't love it?"

    Lin Shuqiu's tone was very natural: "What is there to love about a bad house, there are so many good houses waiting for me." After speaking, he showed a somewhat happy smile.

    Xia Wennan didn't ask him where the new house was built, but he was infected and couldn't help but feel better.

    Back on the day of the company's annual meeting, Xia Wennan continued to dream, and there were more and more things in his memory, so much that he was in a trance.

    He sat quietly, feeling that he was very mature and prudent. After all, he was no longer a sophomore, and he should be an adult in his late twenties after the new year.

    Afterwards, many people came to toast Xia Wennan, many of them were colleagues in the laboratory, all of them were full of confidence, waiting for the new perfume to come out next spring, and came to toast Xia Wennan with emotion, Xia Wennan was sorry Refused, drank a lot of alcohol, and finally lost consciousness and was carried back.

    He didn't know who carried it at first, but he woke up from a drowsy sleep and found himself in the car, and Ming Luchuan sat next to him and watched him.

    "Huh?" Xia Wennan's consciousness was still vague.

    Ming Luchuan asked: "Are you awake?"

    "Did you drive back?" Xia Wennan asked him, "Why don't you go up?"

    Ming Luchuan said: "I drank, and the driver drove back."

    "Oh—" Xia Wennan raised his hands to cover his face, rubbed it hard, raised his head and exhaled after a while, "I smell my alcohol."

    "You drink too much," Ming Luchuan stroked his hair.

    "You have become so gentle," said Xia Wennan.

    Ming Luchuan withdrew his hand. He might try to make himself look colder, but he couldn't do it at this time. He looked at Xia Wennan with gentle eyes.

    Xia Wennan said: "I recall the first time I saw you, you were not so gentle."

    "In the hospital?" Ming Luchuan asked.

    Xia Wennan shook his head, "It's not a hospital," he frowned, as if recalling seriously, "In the laboratory. You walked in, wearing a suit, tall, with long legs, a suit It's light gray and fits perfectly. Someone introduced our lab staff, you shook my hand, your hands were warm, but your face was cold."

    Ming Luchuan was slightly stunned: "Do you remember?"

    Xia Wennan smiled. He rubbed his face again with both hands and shook his head. The alcohol made him unconscious. Although he slept, his brain was still sluggish. But these pictures appeared in a dream just now, so they are extraordinarily clear.

    Ming Luchuan then said to him: "That's not the first time we met. The first time was on the first floor of the company. You held a lot of things and squeezed into the elevator from next to me."

    Xia Wennan was in a trance: "I'm so ignorant?"

    "It's blocking your view, you don't see my face at all."

    Xia Wennan asked him, "Then how did you see me?"

    "I'm taller than you."

    Xia Wennan didn't think anything was wrong, he was too sleepy, leaned back in the chair and tried to fall asleep again, before falling asleep, he said, "That's not a meeting, I I didn't see your face."