Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Ji Rao looked at his face can be called cheap smile, wring the brow did not loosen, obviously do not trust this seems to be unreliable system.

"Oh, don't worry. Our system can't let others know. Your memory of system tasks will gradually dissipate, and then your real memory will slowly emerge."

"He's going to come to me, isn't he?"

Ji Rao now feels that he is not complete, like missing something.

Think about it, it can only be the lack of memory about him.

Ji Rao stepped out of yubajiang's house. He turned his head when he stepped out.

Yubajiang stood by the door. He didn't have any standing appearance. His face was also bearded and looked like an old man.

He waved his hand. "Go on, kid."

"Goodbye."

Ji Rao turned and left.

Yubajiang looked at him behind him. Until his figure disappeared, yubajiang closed the door gently.

After Ji Rao went out, he couldn't help looking up at the east sun.

So bright, so beautiful.

Everything seems to have come to an end. Ji Rao lives as usual. The days are smooth and quiet.

But he's been waiting for someone.

It's just that the man didn't come.

Occasionally, Ji Rao can't distinguish between the task world and the real world. A small scene can easily remind him of the time when he is doing the task. Fortunately, he also realizes that the memory of the task world is slowly disappearing.

Unknowingly, he forgot that he was standing in front of the newly bought flowers at home, looking at the petals that opened just in time, and suddenly remembered that someone had told him that the flowers were beautiful, but he could not remember who the man was, and his face was not clear.

Ji Rao knew that he was forgetting everything.

Forget everything that is not materialistic.

It's false to say no regrets. After all, it's all his own experience. Tears or sweat, laughter or crying, he doesn't want to forget in his own heart.

Unfortunately, it's out of his control.

Ji Rao holds her cheek in class, but her mind is not in class at all.

If you don't come to me, why don't you come to me?

Ji Rao poked the book with his pen and made holes on it.

He thinks about it every day.

Finally, one day he was impatient. In fact, it didn't take him a few days, but Ji Rao just couldn't wait.

He went to yubajiang, but yubajiang disappeared.

"No way." Ji Rao tried to describe to the landlord with a handful of melon seeds in front of him, "it's impossible. It's a uncle in his thirties who lives on the seventh floor, about this high."

Landlord some funny looking at him, "young man, you remember wrong, seven floor live has been a 50 year old single mother ah."

No matter what Ji Rao said, the landlord insisted that there was no such person, and he had never seen such a person.

When the landlord finished knocking the melon seeds in her hand, she clapped her hands and said, "OK, I'll go back. The young man can ask elsewhere. I really don't have any melon seeds here."

Looking at the door in front of her, Ji Rao finally realized that yubajiang was no longer there.

Maybe for people in the real world, yubajiang never existed.

As he said, people in the world will not be told about the system.

Ji Rao out of the apartment building, he stood in the same place, feeling a deep powerlessness surrounded him.

He has no choice but to wait now.