Pain and pain......

The pain was clear and real from his left arm.

This feeling of pain is completely different from the light and fluttering 'pain' of previous dreams.

Xu Qilin recalled his past dream scenes—he occasionally dreamed of being chased and killed, and the pursuer in his dream fired several shots in the rear, opening multiple transparent bullet holes in his body.

After I was shot in the dream, although I had a feeling similar to 'pain', that 'pain' was light, false, and rootless.

It is said to be pain, but in fact there is no nervous pain at all, and that kind of 'pain' is just a setting, and the brain does not give feedback on the feeling of being really 'shot'.

But now, as long as he twists his right hand hard, his left hand will hurt as much!

The harder you twist it, the more painful the brachioradialis muscle in your left hand becomes.

Xu Qilian almost wrung out his tears.

- He may be one of the few ruthless people who can wring himself into tears?

[Not a dream?]

Xu Qilian slowly let go of his fingers and gently blew on the red brachioradialis muscle in his left hand.

The hot pain and redness are the brachioradialis muscles silently rebuking its owner for being ruthless, cruel, and vexatious.

This painful feedback hits the brain, forcing it to accept reality.

[This pain cannot be a dream. 】

If this is not a dream, then what is my condition?

Really amnesia?

Xu Qishan looked up at the ceiling and began to be in a daze.

I was stunned for more than an hour.

During this time, he faintly heard the sound of his 'wife' busy in the kitchen, and after a long time, he heard the sound of her going out and locking the door.

More than an hour later, the hunger in his stomach summoned Xu Qishan back from his stunned state.

He sat up from his bed.

During this hour, his brain was constantly going through the process of "accepting reality, crashing, restarting, and accepting reality".

Using this almost violent method, Xu Qilian tried to calm down his mentality, and first reluctantly accepted that he was 'broken into three years'.

Xu Qixi is not the kind of person who likes to escape reality.

He is positive and optimistic by nature.

When he encounters a problem, he will find a way to solve it, rather than solving the person who raised the problem.

The fragment has already happened, and any hypocritical thoughts are superfluous.

There's no point in complaining.

- Besides, from the current point of view, his life situation in three years is very good, and there is nothing to complain about.

Now, what he has to do is to accept the reality and have the opportunity to figure out why he 'fragmented' and find out the reason.

If you have the chance, you will find a way to recover the memories within the 'three years'.

In the era of big data information, the information of the whole three years is precious.

In the worst-case scenario, if there is no possibility of recovering his memory, then he has to re-grasp the general events that have happened in the past three years, and he cannot let the blank of these three years affect his future life.

Well, people always have to look forward.

......

It may be the reason why his body is stronger after three years, and his heart is also strengthened, and the big heart accepts things and has a large capacity.

After figuring it out, Xu Qilian got up from the bed, took off the clothes on the hanger in a strange and accustomed way, and put them on.

[Since it's not a dream, there are some things that you have to pay attention to. He began to think about some of the details.

First of all, he had to 'memorize' his wife's name through external means.

You must not show your stuff at this point.

If a man can't even remember his wife's name, he's likely to die.

Also, what his job is and how he makes money to support his family, these must be clarified.

Next, he has to support his family, and eating soft rice is not in his consideration.

- may be the reason why Xu Qilin conceived the story of "Xu Qilone's Life" before the break, and he began to list some details and aspects of life that need to be paid attention to, and he made a list in his mind.

"If you want to know her name......" Xu Qilian took out his mobile phone and pulled out a long address book.

There should be her number and name on it, right?

The first time he opened the address book, he found the number of his 'wife'.

Because in the first row of the address book, there are several pinned numbers.

Wife, dad, mom......

Xu Qilin, who was brushing his teeth, reached out and rubbed his temples, and the buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush made his head buzz like a resonant.

Well, concise and clear, I recognized my daughter-in-law's number at a glance.

However, no name was indicated.

"Really, can't you mark your daughter-in-law's name?" Xu Qishan looked at the mirror and said distressedly.

Men, be sure to note your daughter-in-law's name on your mobile phone, so that if you lose your memory one day, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to remember your wife's name.

Don't trust your memory...... A good memory is better than a bad pen.

The address book continued to scroll, and there were many familiar names on it, such as college dorm friends, classmates, and relatives.

There are also some unfamiliar numbers, which should be added in the 'Amnesia for three years'.

Scratching and drawing, Xu Qilian also crossed a number of 'comic editor Mai Sui', and after clicking on it, he found that the frequency of calls between this number and him was quite high.

And most of them are called by the other party.

"......" Xu Qi's brushing movements stiffened again.

Comic editor?

"Three years after the fragment, my job is to draw comics? But that's not what I studied in college. Xu Qilian felt that his heavenly spirit cover was faintly heating again, and there was a kind of omen that he was about to be hit by the boiling brain vapor and lift the cover.

Although it is said that after graduating from university, there are still most students who do not rely on their majors in school...... But his profession and painting are 108,000 miles apart.

He studied finance......

He doesn't know anything about 'drawing comics', at most he draws some simple cats, dogs, and pigs.

If he really relies on this industry to support his family and eat now...... That's the end of the calf.

[Perhaps, I can consider going down to the construction site to move bricks?]

Xu Qilian clenched his fists lightly and looked at his muscular arm - he thought he would become fat after a sleep, but in fact, he was a lot stronger after three years of fragmentation.

With this level of sturdiness, it should be no problem to move bricks?

Xu Qilian seriously considered the feasibility of this plan.

......

Washing, changing, and then he swiped his phone while he ate breakfast.

Xu Qilian used the information on his mobile phone to improve his 'fragmented three years' little by little.

At this time, there are a lot of unread messages on the chat software in the mobile phone.

Most of the unread messages come from some groups.

For example, everyone may have a 'blind date and love family' in their mobile phones, as well as a small group of 'Lao Xu's family' in his own family.

In addition, he also placed a small group of 'Six Musketeers of Chengjiang University', which was the members of his university dormitory, Gao Jiao, Zhang Ping, Yang Yue, Su Qiqi, and Zhang Banpo.

The small group has been lively all the time.

Looking at the six friends who were still sleeping in the same dormitory last night, but now they are scattered all over the world, Xu Qil's mood is complicated.

He opened the chat box of the small group, thought about it, and typed in the message: "Brothers, do you believe in time travel?"

"Poof~ Lao Xu, you've only been married for a few years, and you want to play time travel? Could it be that you want to go back to the life of a single dog?" Zhang Ping replied with a smile.

"Time travel?" Yang Yue also quipped and asked, "Hahaha, that old Xu, do you believe in cultivating immortals?"

Xu Qilone: "......"

Well, time travel sounds a bit too mysterious.

Why don't you talk directly about the more realistic topic of 'three years of amnesia'?