What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

Walking through one room after another, Gao Sijin wanted to go into some rooms, but considering the time factor, he had to act as soon as possible, otherwise, if Li Xu caught her, all previous efforts would be in vain.

"We're here, Sijin."

From class 270 a year to all the rest of the rooms, there are seals on the door: it has been tampered with.

"Sijin's memories of junior high school were all tampered with by her cousin."

The girl I liked in junior high is behind this door.

He reached out to touch it, but there was a sudden electric current at the door of the room, and Gao Sijin retracted his finger quickly due to the electric shock.

"Let me open this door for Sijin." Uzuki grabbed the doorknob.

The door was opened.

In the original memory, Gao Sijin's deskmate was an inconspicuous girl who was so focused on studying that Gao Sijin forgot her name. Carefully tampered memory.

The real she is actually Gao Sijin's first love object.

"Gu Xiarui, I miss you."

In early September, Gao Sijin was promoted from elementary school to junior high school for the first time. The teacher was assigning seats. Gao Sijin saw the boys gearing up one by one, looking forward to being assigned the same seat with those beautiful girls.

Among the girls, Gu Xiarui is not particularly conspicuous. Apart from the first three good-looking girls, the fourth most beautiful girl is Gu Xiarui. She wears a pair of glasses and combs her hair in a slightly rustic style. She has a single ponytail, her face is dotted with freckles, and her complexion is not particularly fair, but her facial features are correct and delicate. It is a type that is not very eye-catching at first glance, but with careful carving, it will surely shine.

On the first day of junior high school, Gao Sijin's deskmate is Gu Xiarui.

"Sijin, do you remember this time?"

"Well, I remember it all."

Every bit of experience with Gu Xiarui poured into the depths of my brain, and I will never forget it again.

In reality, she doesn't have silver hair, and she doesn't know how to carry an origami fan, but no matter her graceful handwriting or gentle gaze, Gao Sijin really believes that Qin Xin is Gu Xiarui.

Even if the world is different, Gao Sijin can still recognize it at a glance. It is no wonder that the silver-haired girl refused to take the initiative to report her name at that time. If the person she likes suddenly says that she has forgotten her name, think about it differently, it will indeed Feeling very hurt.

The two who had just been allocated seats did not speak to each other, and the students who had just entered junior high school still needed a period of time to adjust.

"If Sijin wants to recall, there will be plenty of time in the future. Next, we will go to the 21st floor."

"it is good."

Leaving the classroom, all the seals that said "tampered with" disappeared, and the memory buried deep in the brain has now been forcibly awakened by Uzuki.

"What if she brainwashes me again?"

"Don't worry, Sijin, from now on, Cousin Lixu will never be able to tamper with your memory again."

……

……

On the screen of the mobile phone, Gao Sijin's current location is being displayed.

It is less than nine kilometers away from the campsite, and it seems to be hiding in a cave somewhere in the mountain forest.

"Qingxue, Gao Jun is really naive, do you think that hiding in the cave can escape my eyes?"

Yu Qingxue walked to Yuexue Lixu:

"He doesn't know that you can cheat, miss, you use high technology to catch people, can't you afford it?"

"No way, in order to make Gao Jun obedient, it is only natural to use some power far beyond common sense."

Yuexue Lixu hummed a cheerful little song, and walked slowly towards Gao Sijin. At the current speed, it would take more than two hours to get to Gao Sijin's side. If Yuexue Lixu wanted to be with Gao Sijin immediately Meeting Jin can also appear in front of Gao Sijin in a very short time.

However, letting Gao Sijin enjoy the false freedom and take a good breath of fresh air in the forest is a small compensation for him.

After all, after catching him again, he will tamper with his memory again, so that he cannot remember Uyue's existence. In this way, after Uyue's death, Gao Sijin will not miss it.

People related to Uyue are also strictly forbidden to meet Gao Jun from now on.

"Actually, I can't help but sympathize with him." Yu Qingxue looked at the light blue sky involuntarily, "I've always been played by you in the palm of my hand, and I finally met Uzuki who was able to talk to me, and I will also be loved by you." kill."

"That's not right, Qingxue, killing Uzuki is the task I entrusted to you." Yue Xueli said with a giggle.

"Yes, Uzuki is going to be killed by me, it has nothing to do with your old age."

Deep in her heart, Gao Sijin regards Uzuki as her own sister.

After tampering with the memory, important people will be completely forgotten. For Gao Sijin, if he can be kept in the dark, it will probably not be painful, but after the memory is recovered, it will inevitably collapse.

"Qingxue seems a little dissatisfied."

"At this point, even if I feel dissatisfied, there is no turning back."

Yu Qingxue stared at Yuexue Lixu's back, hiding a secret in her heart.

She knew that Gao Sijin must stay with Uzuki at this moment, and Yuexue Lixu would win the game, but her goal could no longer be achieved.

In order not to show her flaws, Yu Qingxue tried her best to express her sadness and resentment, so as to cover up her secret joy that she had finally won over Yuexue Lixu.

Miss, not only will Si Jin never forget all this, but she will also remember everything you did.

Are you angry?

Just ask if you are angry?

Yuexue Lixu turned her head, Yu Qingxue was still looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and said sadly:

"Oh, poor Sijin."

Volume 240# Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Restoring Memory

The memories that had been tampered with by Yuexue Lixu began to recover, recalling Gu Xiarui again, recalling the youthful love in junior high school, Gao Sijin felt a sense of loss, the better the memory, the happier he used to be. Today's situation is even more depressing.

"Let's go, Si Jin, we don't have much time left."

Going to the elevator again, Gao Sijin smiled softly, Uzuki noticed that Gao Sijin's smile was a little tired.

"Even if you want to forget the memories of the past, I'm afraid it will be difficult to forget them again."

"For Sijin, there are some memories, if you forget them, you can be completely relieved." Uzuki snuggled up to Gao Sijin's side, like a clingy kitten.

"But if you forget the past, it is a betrayal of yourself. Even if those memories are not pleasant, I must remember them."

Most of the love in school days cannot last long.

Later, Gu Xiarui proposed the idea of ​​studying abroad, while Gao Sijin continued to study in China.

In fact, his father, who was working in real estate, once proposed the idea of ​​sponsoring Gao Sijin to study abroad, but Gao Sijin refused. He really couldn't understand how his father said that?

At that time, his uncle's brain tumor had already forced him to lie on the bed, and he even went to the toilet on the bed.

My aunt is undergoing endless chemotherapy and suffering unimaginable pain.

My cousin gave up his job in a Japanese company, his girlfriend, and returned to China, where he ran back and forth between home and the hospital every day.

Gao Sijin saw this scene. He knew that he could never leave this home. He had to do what he could for this home, even if it was doing housework or helping his uncle who was lying on the hospital bed. No matter what, it's better to pat your ass and go.

There is a saying in the countryside: A nephew is a dog, so he leaves after eating.

Gao Sijin doesn't want to be a white-eyed wolf. He can give the family a glimmer of hope when he is at home.

"it's already over……"

The elevator slowly ascended.

On the 15th floor, when Gao Sijin was 15 years old, his uncle passed away.

On the 17th floor, when Gao Sijin was 17 years old, her grandfather also passed away. Her mother threatened suicide and took away all the savings left by her grandfather. She also mortgaged her aunt's house to the bank and borrowed a loan. She went to the south to start her second life.

In the same year, Gao Sijin graduated from high school.

On the 18th floor, Gao Sijin left home and came to the south far away from his hometown.

The aunt gave Gao Sijin the little money she saved as travel expenses and living expenses. It was the first money Gao Sijin asked for in college, and it was also the last money.

In order to make a living, he works hard to make money. He once wagged his tail like a dog and begged his father for some money. Every time his father would give him some money in a superior manner. After Gao Sijin made money, he soon Will pay back.

Even though the father is not actually short of money.

On the 20th floor, Gao Sijin started to write novels, even though no one cares about them, she still enjoys it.

In the world of fictional novels, he will no longer be played by fate.

21st floor, graduation.

Came to Bincheng...

"From here on, it's another tampered memory." Uzuki squeezed Gao Sijin's hand tightly and said, "Sijin's novels are really great, and I also like Sijin's novels from the bottom of my heart!"

"But his book is nothing more than traffic junk that exists on the Internet, right?"

Gao Sijin smiled helplessly.

Open the door of a room that says "tampered with", the memory inside is completely different from Gao Sijin's original memory.

After graduation, Gao Sijin did not write novels full-time, because it involved a very real problem.

He could not support himself by writing.

So I came to Bincheng and found a logistics job that seemed passable. Since it was a state-owned enterprise, it was still relatively free.

Gao Sijin goes to work at eight o'clock and can leave at three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Little Lotus..."

A slender woman in a secretary uniform came into Gao Sijin's vision.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Sijin saw Yu Qingxue again.

She was a blind date, and Director Zhang introduced her to Gao Sijin on a snowy night.

So at the entrance of a French restaurant, I saw her in a handsome windbreaker and a high ponytail.

This is the first bright color that broke into Gao Sijin's eyes after Gu Xiarui took the initiative to break up. It seems crazy, but it always infects Gao Sijin's vicissitudes of life.

"It turns out that this is the real memory..."

On the 22nd floor, Gao Sijin was kidnapped on his 22nd birthday.

Gao Sijin, who is used to having no one to help him celebrate his birthday, was abducted by Yu Qingxue to the villa, and Feng Xiaohe and Feng Xiaona also participated in it.

Not long after parting with Yu Qingxue, he ushered in the real kidnapping in his life.

After arriving in Tokyo, Gao Sijin experienced many things.

Katakura Takato and his trafficker father.

Yuexue Uzuki and her underworld mother.

And being captured by Yue Xueli in the deep forest, forcibly tampering with the memory of the past...

"Uzuki, I remembered..." Gao Sijin said with emotion, "So I'm not an international student at all, so I've been played around all the time, haha, hahahaha..."

Bitter laughter mixed with resentment and distortion.

I have been kept in the dark all this time, and I can't even go back to my own home.

And that carefully crafted first encounter, also full of irony.

The girl I met in the library was not favored by the goddess of fate, but a well-designed scam.

"Sorry……"

"Why do I have to apologize? Without you, I would never be able to dig out these truths by myself..."

"But it is precisely because you have discovered the truth that it only increases the pain..."

Gao Sijin's smile was like crying, and his eyes were completely sad.

The 22 years of his life were full of failures and pains. He once thought that his novels were excellent, but now even the grades of his novels are false.

"Uzuki, my brother once asked me, what is the meaning of living?"

"The meaning of living..." Uzuki lowered his head, "I don't know the meaning of living..."

"The opening sentence of Camus' The Myth of Sisyphus is as follows: There is only one truly serious philosophical question, and that is suicide. Judging whether a person is worth living is equivalent to answering the fundamental question of philosophy."

Standing dejectedly in front of the window on the 22nd floor, looking out the window.

Outside this memory hotel is an unknown world covered in mist.