At the beginning, Yu Xing could still hear the tit-for-tat voices between Yan Li and Medusa beside him.

As the memory bubble burst open with a "pop" in my mind, the outside voice gradually faded away, and the consciousness sinks into the "new memory", forgetting the body.

New memories were integrated into his mind without any obstacles, and soon he "remembered" Medusa's last night.

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I was assigned to a community in the north of Zhen. The person who received the passengers was said to be the owner of a textile factory in the town, and there were two people in the family.

I originally planned to bring Lan Wu with me, but when I saw Yu Xing's choice, I changed my mind and let him sleep in the hotel. A little Zhugan, who had an unfamiliar face, took the opportunity to ask me if I could bring him with me.

Why, when I saw Lan Wuqingshao, I thought I was so good at this? My scalp was so numb when I saw Lan Wuqingshao. I really wanted to stuff him into the sewer.

I rejected this little bamboo pole in the fallen line, and by the way, he was swelling when he was still entangled. He really thought that I would refuse and still welcome him. I scolded you for not worthy, but you just don’t deserve it. I have never been patient with beings other than beauty, so I can only endure it once.

Lan Wu is here, I plan to stay alone.

I have had the experience of living with strangers before. Those people either eat their own food and cause trouble for me, or they think they have a good face and want to get in love on my bed... I know this is a matter of probability, but who makes me lucky always?

My attitude towards Xiao Zhugan made other guys restless, and finally no one came to find a beating. According to the address written on the note, I "borrowed" a bicycle on the street and rushed directly to the destination.

There is no way, I am always very lucky, and even random notes can be divided into the farthest distance.

On the way, I asked the townsmen that the community I was going to was quite high-end. Anyone with strong reputation and a little money had to live there, as if they could show their awesomeness by squeezing with other rich people.

When you arrive at the place, there is still plenty of time.

I thought it would be a community with strict screening, but I didn't expect that I could enter easily, and the security guard didn't even want to stop me.

It seems that even the richest communities in the town do not have any better privacy protection measures. Is it because they do not have this awareness? What is the meaning of the so-called rich community? It is to show that they are stupid and have more money?

When I entered the corridor and went up the stairs, I remembered the murder of the flower hunter.

The routine of that boss Hua is obvious. I have no interest in helping others, so I let Yan Li go alone. If there is any accident... Humph, he asked for it.

"Yo, welcome."

The legendary textile factory manager opened the door for me. He was in his fifties and his wife was not much older. The two of them stood at the door and looked at me with the eyes that were no different from those of the townspeople outside, highlighting the hospitality of the people.

The decoration of this home is no different from what I imagined. It has the temperament of a nouveau riche. The only advantage is that it will be easier to stay here, which is better than feeding insects in moldy houses.

Hehehe, what he is talking about is the one that Yan Li drew. I hope the little bug bites his thigh, and it is best to bite his crying nose. He was most afraid of insects when he was a child... But in such a cold day, are the bugs frozen to death?

Tsk, what am I thinking? Even if there are bugs, he is not afraid now. Get out of my mind!

The textile factory manager introduced me that his surname was Wang, so I simply called him Boss Wang. The couple showed me the room I wanted to live in, which was pink and tender, as if prepared for a minor girl.

"We have a daughter. She has loved pink since she was a child. She grew up like she was when she was a child, haha." Boss Wang smiled honestly and missed her a little. "Since my daughter got married, the room has been empty and the furnishings have not moved, but it is still a bit unpopular. So, I have even come out for tourists to live in."

I nodded casually. According to my experience in dealing with NPCs, I should ask at this time, maybe I can start some side missions or learn some secrets, but I have an inexplicable premonition, and it is better not to have any special contact with this couple, the colder it is.

"You are so beautiful, better than my daughter." Boss Wang's wife suddenly stared at me and said enviously, "I have been in the town for so many years, but I have never seen anyone who looks better than you. Are you a big star?"

"No." It's very simple to get the favor of an aunt, but her eyes made me uncomfortable, so I decided to call her an old woman in my heart.

"Oh, my little daughter looks so pretty, it's a pity not to be a star." The old woman frowned and clapped her hands, as if she really thought this was something very sad, inexplicable.

Boss Wang seemed to see my impatientness. He pulled his wife away and said to me embarrassedly: "My wife is like this, don't worry about her. It's getting late. I heard that your tour group will get up early tomorrow, so let's go to bed quickly."

Indeed, according to my estimate, it is now eleven forty in this world.

I wanted to wait until the couple fell asleep in the early morning before getting up to search for the house. They didn't feel that good to me, but the items would never go wrong.

I closed the bedroom door, turned off the lights, and lay on the soft bed covered with pink sheets. There were many rag dolls with not very good craftsmanship on the floor at the end of the bed, but judging from the layout, the "daughter" who used to live in this room was indeed a girlish person.

Not like me at all.

Time passed by minute by minute. With my ears, I could hear the couple talking in the living room, but what they said in detail... it was not that I didn't hear clearly, but that they were just making gurgling sounds and did not say any meaningful words.

Well, when no one looks at it, is it so perfunctory to even speak?

When twelve o'clock arrived, I first received the system settlement■■■■■■■ and then suddenly I was very sleepy. I didn't want to sleep, but my will seemed to be unable to withstand some kind of forced sleeping rule. Is this a situation that everyone will encounter at twelve o'clock?

Before being forced to fall asleep, I placed a poisonous fang dagger under my pillow.

Not only did I fall asleep, I also had a dream.

There seemed to be some fragmented and blurry fragments in the dream. I didn't know that everything was rolling in my consciousness, like clothes put into the drum washing machine, buzzing constantly, washing something over and over again...

It seemed that something had disappeared, my heart was empty, and it seemed that there was too much of it, mixed with the original one.

I vaguely sounded the alarm in my heart, but I was sleeping much more fragile than when I was awake. I clearly realized that this was a familiar cognitive distortion, but...

The stirring stick broke my thoughts.

I was floating in my dreams, and I couldn't tell what year or month it was now.

I don't like dreaming, it's good to wait until I wake up. I don't know now, I can wake up... Well, what was I thinking just now...

It doesn't matter, I can definitely handle it, but pink is so cute... Damn it, you can just get it. You are such a bastard... Are there triangular-headed men monsters in the world? What a random thing? I won't marry a triangular-headed scumbag... Silent Hill is a big harm...

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"call--"

In the darkness, I opened my eyes in cold sweat.

My heart beat violently in my chest and my whole body was numb. I fumbled next to the pillow for a while, and suddenly I didn't know what it was for.

Oh, alarm clock.

When I pulled the rope of the bedside lamp, the soft light still pierced my eyes. I poked out half of my body and touched my alarm clock under the bed.

It's only three o'clock in the morning.

Huh... Why did I wake up? I'm not sleepy at all now.

I have a problem with this person. It is difficult to fall asleep after being woken up. I must toss and turns in the bed for a long time. It seems that I won’t want to sleep tonight.

By the way, what did I dream about just now?

I still remember it clearly when I woke up. In just a while, I had no impression at all, only some sad feelings affected me.

It seems that my parents are talking in the living room again. They are so late and they are not sleeping yet. Are they going to compete with me as a young man?

Anyway, I can't sleep anymore, so I'd just go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and drive my parents to bed. I really don't know much about my body.

I got out of bed and opened the door. The lights in the living room were indeed on. My parents and I were sitting on the sofa, holding a table to discuss things.

I wasn't very happy, so I walked over directly: "What's so important that I have to say it in the middle of the night, can't I chat tomorrow?"

When my mother saw me, her eyes lit up and she smiled as kindly as usual: "Daughter, why did you wake up? Did mom wake you up?"

As soon as I was about to speak, my dad glanced at me: "Why are you still wearing clothes for going out to play during the day, and you don't change your pajamas? You won't have to go out to play at this time, right? It's too late, dad disagrees!"

I was stunned for a moment, lowered my head, and realized that I hadn't changed my pajamas. No wonder I felt uncomfortable when I was sleeping just now.

"I didn't want to go out to play, I'll change it later - Mom, I just had a nightmare~" I sat next to my mother like I was a child. When I was a child, every time I had a nightmare, my mother would touch my head and tell me not to be afraid.

Although I rarely get so close to my mother when I grow up, she will probably be very surprised...

However, I was hugged by my mother.

"Let mom hug you, and you won't be afraid of hugging you, ah." Mom looked heartbroken, but I was stunned in her arms.

I know that after I became an adult, I often make my parents angry and upset, but I have my own ideas, which often doesn't make sense to them.

Therefore, the differences between us are getting bigger and bigger. We have not done such an intimate thing for a long time. I speak to my parents with a stubborn tone, and they always prevent me from running out to play wildly in the middle of the night.

I just... suddenly wanted to act like a spoiled person.

My mother should pat my head and smiled and joked that I was afraid of having nightmares when I grew up so old. This reaction was like... I can't say it, it's weird anyway.

Moreover, her arms were not warm at all, but cold.

I just happened to be not very adaptable to this kind of physical contact, so I pushed her away and frowned: "Look at you, what's the whole body is frozen, and I'm still chatting with my dad here! What should I do if I catch a cold!"

"Hey, it's not for your blind date..." Mom handed me the piece of paper they were looking at, "Don't you like Xiao Zhao, and said Xiao Zhao was busy in the factory every day. Your father and I finally contacted Boss Zhao and agreed to arrange a blind date for you."

I was a little surprised.

I have liked Brother Zhao for a long time, but I have never had the chance to contact him and can't go directly to him, otherwise wouldn't I be too unreserved?

Brother Zhao’s family runs a farm and is also a big family in the town. My parents support me in marrying Brother Zhao. They have long wanted to let Brother Zhao get along with me in a legitimate way, and this time they finally took action.

That's right, if I wait any longer, I will become an old girl from a young girl - bah bah bah bah bah, I'm just as beautiful as I am thirty years old.

This piece of paper contains some information about Brother Zhao and a photo.

I just like...uh, so ugly.

For some reason, when I saw this ordinary face in the photo, I actually felt a ridiculous feeling.

He doesn't seem to be the one I like.

I obviously...

My brain hurts a little.

I endured the tingling pain from my head from time to time and stared at the information in my hand.

Why didn’t I think Brother Zhao was so worthy of me before? What do I look like and what does he look like? It would be too frustrating if I marry this person.

If he wants to touch me, I will probably be disgusted. How could this happen?
To be continued...