"I like the loose hair on your forehead," I said slowly, looking at her dotingly, "and your blue watery eyes, like a haven of tranquility." And ......"

She seemed to be satisfied with the answer, showed a shallow smile, looked at me and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to say such a thing when you usually look stupid." ”

Looking at her soft smile, the joy in my heart instantly magnified infinitely. But this feeling did not last long, and was replaced by a faint feeling of suffocation in my heart, and I had a strange feeling that it was like a thin layer of dust covering my heart.

"Alright, open your eyes. "Strange voices reappeared, dispelling the cinematic images in my mind.

The flickering lights pierced my eyes, and the street performer stood in front of me, smiling in a strange tone.

"What was going on just now, what's wrong with me?" I asked him.

"Those are your subconscious memories, I'll help you remember. He looked at me smugly and said as if to show off.

I tried to keep my eyes open to get used to the intense lighting in the room, looked at the person in front of me and said, "But it's so vague that I don't even know who that woman is in my memory?"

"That's your own problem, you know it, it's just afraid to think about it. He looked like he didn't care about himself, waved his hand, and walked away from me.

"But ......" I wanted to follow-up, for a clearer answer.

"That's all I can do, and if you want to know better, it's up to you. He walked to the door, holding a small box of money, and looked at me with a grin. "This subconscious awakening experience costs 15 US dollars, is it in cash?

I looked at him helplessly, and when he didn't seem to want to make it clear, I settled the money and left his shop. It was still bustling outside, but I didn't have the heart to feel the excitement around me, wandering around the streets, recalling the images that had just appeared in my mind.

I wandered the streets for a long time before returning to the hotel, sitting on the couch exhausted, staring at the wall in a daze. When he cleared his head, he called Yixin.

"Hey, Chen Ye?"

"Eahin, how are you doing, is the situation in the store getting better?"

She sighed, and a depressed voice came from the other end of the phone: "Alas! But there are too many lost customers, and there is no revenue in the store recently. ”

I could hear her tiredness in Yixin's voice, and I felt uncomfortable, so I said to her, "Take your time, it will get better." My company has just negotiated today, and I can go back in a few days, and I can also help out at that time. ”

As soon as the voice fell, a decisive voice came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, let's talk about it then, I should be able to handle it myself." ”

I could hear the rejection in Ishin's tone, and I didn't know what to say for a moment. This is not the first time that Yi Xin has refused my help, Yi Xin is indeed a very good girl, she is tall, beautiful, capable, knowledgeable, and because of this, even if there is a problem, she solves it by herself, which is also the attitude she has always adhered to.

"By the way, Chen Ye, don't tell your mother about the things in my store first. She said to me.

I was a little surprised and asked, "Doesn't she know yet? You haven't told her all these days since you went back?" ”

"Yes, I don't want her old man to worry about it, I'll just solve this kind of thing by myself. ”

"Alright then, don't be too reckless, just tell me if you have anything, and I'll help you. ”

"Well, I know, that Chen Ye, I'm going to sort out the documents in the store now, and hang up first. ”

"Well, you pay attention to rest early. I hung up the phone, thought about tomorrow's work, and lay down in bed early.

Before going to bed, I remembered what the street performer said today, is that really my subconscious memory? Is it something I have experienced? I repeatedly recalled the actions of the street performer, his words, and the scene at that time, and in the haze, I vaguely saw a window.

Looking out the window, it was an old-fashioned teaching building, with an old red brick exterior wall, and the sunny side was crawling with creepers, which made the red bricks even more mottled. When I looked back from the window, I found myself sitting in a classroom full of people, some talking, some reading.

"Chen Ye, let me ask you a question. ”

I looked at the place where the voice came from, it was a girl in a white dress, she turned her head, held a book in her hand, and said to me, "Eh, Chen Ye, what are you in a daze, am I asking you a question?"

"Ahh Xia Yan: What, you ask. I immediately calmed down and replied.

"Do you think those animals are scared when they are dying?" she said, playing with the book in her hand, her head down.

"I guess I'm scared too. Why do you suddenly ask such a question?" I looked at her intently, waiting for her reply.

"No, I read the book, and it says that animals know about their own death, so I wonder if they will be scared. Chen Ye, I..." Her voice slowly became smaller, and her eyes kept looking at the book in her hand, as if she was thinking about something.

"Are you scared too?" I asked her.

"One thing, I know death is far away from us now, but I ......," she said and stopped in the middle of her speech, a sad look spreading across her face.

"Don't worry, I didn't think you'd be far away. I comforted.

She raised her head, widened her eyes, raised her voice a little, and said to me, "Of course, I'm thinking far away." By the way, do you think the fish are scared, they are scared for a while, and then they forget that they are afraid, right?"

"Hahaha, it's possible. I laughed.

"Then they are so pitiful, they forget their feelings, they lose their most important memories. ”

"But then they don't bother, do they?"

"That's true, but—" She thought earnestly, as if she were proving a difficult math problem, and could not find the answer anyway, and could not speak.

Looking at her helpless in front of me, I laughed, "Hahaha, you are so cute, tell me if you are a fish who forgot what you were going to say." ”

She glanced at me, then looked at me intently and said, "Chen Ye, seriously, if I die one day, or you die, you won't forget each other if you look at the dead alive, right?"

"Of course!"

"Even if the death looks ugly, it won't ...... It won't affect the memories between us, right?"

"What do you say? Of course, even if I get hit by a car, you can remember how handsome I am. ”

"You're going to be proud. She smiled, then pointed at me and said, "Anyway, you have to promise me that no matter what happens between us in the future, you will not forget each other." ”

"Well, I promise you. ”