The word 'three years later' often appears in film and television works, as a turning point in the plot or the end of the plot.

This word is very easy to use, it can make a large plot jump at once, and most of the time it will be used in combination with black screen and white characters.

The reason why everyone likes to use 'three years later' for a transition may be that one year or two years is too short, and four or five years is too long, so the compromise time of three years is very popular - in line with the golden mean of the Bactria people.

Xu Qilian does not hate the story of time travel.

But wouldn't it be a bit too much to suddenly become yourself three years later, without a halfway memory?

The 'three years later' twist in the novel or TV drama plot, the characters in it have 'three years' memories.

But he didn't, he was a camera that switched to a point in time three years later.

It's the same as asking people to perform without giving the script lines?

Skip the process directly and enter the ending, isn't it a hooligan!

Xu Qishan slowly turned off the phone and put it in a familiar position that he was comfortable with.

Leaning back on the bed, his thoughts spread again.

If......

If it's really 2025...... So I made a time jump, jumping from 2022 to 2025 all at once?

Or...... Is it 2025 that I was hit by some kind of intelligence reduction and suddenly lost my memory for three whole years, and my memory is only kept in 2022?

In contrast, the latter is more likely.

After all, amnesia is closer to reality than time jumping, the former is too magical, and the latter is much more realistic.

So, I should have amnesia?

In addition to these two possibilities, there is actually a more appropriate and realistic possibility......

[I may be dreaming!] Pillowing on the soft pillow, Xu Qi nodded secretly.

As the saying goes, 'think about it during the day, dream about it at night'.

When I lost sleep in the early morning, my thoughts spread, and I conceived the long story of "Xu Qi's Lonely Life", and even my granddaughter's name was about to be conceived.

I thought so much before going to bed, and the picture of dreaming about my future and getting married that night is also very reasonable.

——In the dream, I dreamed that I suddenly had a partner who met my personal aesthetics, and I didn't have the memory of the period of three years, wouldn't it make sense?

Fair and reasonable!

Since it's still in a dream, it's easy to do.

Don't worry, let the dream continue.

When I woke up, everything was restored.

Xu Qilin put his hands under his head and slid down to lie down.

Don't think about it, don't worry about it, relax and enjoy this rare dream.

The active Xu brain fell silent again, and slowly stopped thinking.

When I woke up, I reappeared in the dormitory of Chengjiang University, and then Yang Yue in the upper bunk might be waking me up, Gao Jian might bring us breakfast when he was in a good mood, and Zhang Ping should be the last to get up......

Well, if you have insomnia next time, don't think about a long life plot again, lest you have such unrealistic dreams again.

When I wake up from a dream, I feel sad in vain.

......

......

Xu Qi's body and mind relaxed, and when he was about to enter the 'deep sleep' state again, a familiar bell suddenly sounded in his ears.

Is it a mobile phone alarm clock...... In the past, it was this bell that affectionately called Xu Qilian to get up and go to class every day, so when he heard this bell, his whole body was in good spirits, and his scalp began to be numb and congested.

The alarm clock is a ruthless invention in human history, hated and yet inseparable.

Xu Qishan opened his eyes and looked at the place where the mobile phone rang.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his 'other half' had his eyes closed, reached out in a daze, and grabbed a couple mobile phone with the same style as Xu Qilan near the pillow, and skillfully reached out to turn off the alarm clock without opening his eyes.

Her action of turning off the alarm clock is so skillful that it is distressing.

About another five seconds or so passed.

She yawned and slowly opened her eyes, just in time for the strange silence staring at her.

Xu Qi looked at her dark eyes, and there was almost no bloodshot in her shiny eyes-it can be seen from this that the sleep quality of the eye owner is very high, and the schedule should be very standardized?

"Good morning, Silly. When she woke up, she smiled softly at Xu Qilian, sat up and stretched.

Her voice is very recognizable, and it matches her temperament very well - almost after seeing her appearance, I feel that she should be the type of voice.

Seeing the greeting of the 'wife', Xu Qishan nodded and replied, "...... early"

As soon as the words came out, he paused slightly.

There's a problem.

He didn't know the name of his 'wife'.

This dream does not follow the process step by step, but jumps directly into married life like bungee jumping. So, apart from the physical closeness to his 'wife', he couldn't call her by name.

That's not good.

Even if it's a dream, you can't just call it a made-up name, right?

Men, you still need a little desire to survive.

Xu Qil's brain was racing fast.

When the brain is fast turning to the hot one......

"Good morning, dear. Xu Qishan said wittily.

He secretly blessed his predecessors who coined the word 'dear'.

"Huh? On the other side, she grinned and said, "Today I have to get up and go to the company to deal with something." You worked until midnight yesterday and slept late...... Just sleep a little longer. ”

With that, she leaned over, picked up her hair with one hand, pulled them behind her ears, and leaned over to peck Xu Qilone's lips gently.

One touch and go, no depth, is an early morning greeting between husband and wife.

"What do you want for breakfast?" After a light peck, she crawled past Xu Qilone's side, took off her clothes from the bedside hanger, and changed her pajamas.

"Drink some porridge?" Xu Qishan replied, his hometown is used to eating porridge with some side dishes for breakfast, which is an old custom.

"Okay. She said as she made her way to the bathroom.

The daily communication between husband and wife seems to be as simple and calm as ever.

It wasn't until she entered the bathroom to freshen up that Xu Qi's clumsy body relaxed!

[If it's a dream, isn't it real and a little scary?]

The interaction between her and him was so natural, just like a real husband and wife.

Moreover, it's too delicate - in a normal dream, there should be very few things with such details, right?

Xu Qilone's heart was faintly uneasy.

He already had a faint sense in his heart that this might not be a dream.

Not long after, my wife came out of the bathroom, sat down on the side of the makeup mirror, and put on light makeup.

Her shoulder-length short hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and she wore a pair of glasses—this outfit made her aura much stronger.

"After I make breakfast for a while, keep them warm. After you go to bed again, remember to get up and have breakfast, don't forget. She whispered.

This is a virtuous kindness that makes people warm from the bottom of their bones.

"Hmm. Xu Qilin nodded in response - his body, especially his big heart, began to give him a message of 'I am warm', which is what 'my heart is warm'?

I didn't need my brain to command, and my heart began to warm up, saving a lot of procedures.

After the wife put on her makeup, she opened the door and went to the kitchen.

——From the short conversation just now, we can understand that she is going to the company to deal with something. Judging from the tone, maybe the company is hers?

Relatively speaking, Xu Qilian's work is much freer, but occasionally it should be done 'all night', so he slept late yesterday and didn't have to go to work during the day?

What is the degree of freedom in work?

After his wife left the room and closed the door, Xu Qilian relaxed again and sank his whole head into the pillow.

[It's too real.] 】

It's too real.

When this 'truth' crosses a certain boundary, everyone will start to doubt it.

So, Xu Qilian raised his left hand, stared at his left hand for a moment, and found an area suitable for his hand from his muscles.

After finding the target, he stretched out his right hand, his thumb and index finger reached out ruthlessly, pinched the meat of the target's arm in the muscles of his left hand, and twisted it vigorously.

Accept the cruelty of reality, left hand brachioradialis muscle!