'Ah, stinky boy!!' I hid under the bed and burned ...... No, are you taking my stuff again?!'

'Eh, stinky old man, don't go too far!hey!

'Don't run if you have the ability!'

'Stinky old man, a coward who wants to drink but only dares to hide secretly!'

'What?!, boy, you stand there, don't run if you have the ability!'

'Wow, idiots don't run!'

……

In the dark, Han Yu was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed and his brows were slightly furrowed, the expression on his face was constantly changing, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was muttering something, but his voice was too soft for people to hear clearly.

"Stinky old man!!"

Huo Di, Han Yu sat up all of a sudden, his eyes were completely open, and he shouted as if he was calling something.

"Ha, ha......"

As if waking up from a dream, Han Yu had a blank expression on his face, panting lightly, his eyes blinking vigorously, as if he wanted to wake himself up a little.

After a while, Han Yu gradually calmed down, and then he felt a strange coldness coming from his body, touched his forehead, and was covered with sweat, only then did he realize that his body had become wet unconsciously.

"What's going on?"

Han Yu closed his eyes, patted his forehead, and leaned against the head of the bed, his mind full of questions.

Han Yu seemed to have a dream just now, the dream was empty, there were two voices talking, the voice was very ethereal, Han Yu couldn't tell what the characteristics were, he could only hear what they were saying, it was a conversation without a beginning or an end.

Han Yu thought it was a dream at first, but it didn't seem to be a dream, how could anyone's dream light have a sound? And it had an indescribable sense of reality, the most important thing was that Han Yu felt that the two voices in the dream seemed to be very familiar to him.

Don't...... Kim Ji-woo?

Han Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and a guess appeared in his mind.

Kim Ji Woo's emotions can affect him, which Han Woo understood as early as after confirming that he became Kim Ji Woo.

If it was the previous situation, Han Yu would never allow anything to interfere with his heart. However, Jin Zhiyu is different, since Han Yu received his body, of course, he is also obliged to receive everything else.

So, for Han Woo, Kim Ji Woo is a special exception.

And the dream just now seems to be...... Kim Ji-woo's memory?

"Whew-"

Han Yu exhaled lightly and blinked his somewhat sleepy eyes.

If only it really were.

Han Yu couldn't be sure if this had anything to do with Jin Zhiyu, maybe it was a dream he had blindly, but as he thought, if it was, it would be good, because in this way, at least Han Yu could know that Jin Zhiyu's memory was not really gone.

"Chirp~Chirp~"

At this moment, there were suddenly several crisp and pleasant cries from outside the house.

Han Yu blinked when he heard this voice, and suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but turn his head to look, but only saw a layer of heavy curtains, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately stepped out of bed and tentatively opened the curtains.

Suddenly, a blinding ray of sunlight entered the room.

Han Yu turned his head abruptly and looked at the clock at the head of the bed by the light, which read: "8:06"!

"Oops!"

……

Han Yu is extremely sorry for being late for a date, especially since this date is still for himself.

Fortunately, Zhen Xiuwan was very atmospheric, and after jokingly knocking Han Yu on a barbecue, she hurried back to the TV station.

Han Yu was a little relieved to get three million, but he didn't make any big purchases, and only bought two gadgets on the way home.

Now, Han Woo was standing in front of the large vertical mirror he had brought out of the closet, holding a pair of scissors and a comb in his hand, which was what he bought when he went home.

That's right, he's going to give himself a haircut.

Of course, Han Yu didn't take what Zhen Xiuwan said yesterday to heart, but his hair was really going to be cut. Since Han Yu was hospitalized two months ago, his hair has not been cut, and now Han Yu's bangs are almost covering his eyes.

Han Yu knows how to get a haircut. After all, if a person is unwilling and unable to go out for a long time, he must learn most life skills. So after the age of twelve, Han Yu gave himself a haircut, just like he learned to cook.

However, unlike cooking, Han Yu's haircutting skills have not been put down, and it will not be very difficult to cut his hair, and Han Yu is in the process of cutting his hair, as the hair falls, he will also begin to slowly recall what he has done during this time, he likes to think about things when cutting his hair, just like thinking when eating, this is also different from cooking, Han Yu will not think about things when cooking, because if the dish is cooked, he will be very guilty, but it is okay if the hair is broken, anyway, Han Yu will watch it alone.

Han Yu stood quietly in front of the mirror, looked at his face, which still seemed to be a little pale all these days, then swept the scissors and comb in his hand, and began to take off his clothes—he had no choice but to strip naked when he got home.

After the clothes on his upper body were stripped naked, Han Yu directly began to prepare to cut his hair, he held scissors in one hand and a comb in the other, but just as he stared at himself in the mirror and just picked up his bangs with a comb, the whole person seemed to be stunned for a moment, and his movements couldn't help but stop, and then, his eyes gradually converged on the upper left corner of his forehead in the mirror.

In the upper left corner of Han Yu's forehead, there was a small scar that was not obvious, and it was because of this scar that Han Yu's head was wrapped like that. The wound is actually not big, but the bleeding is large, and it is said that there are still some traces of bone cracking in Han Yu's skull.

Han Yu looked at the scar in a daze for a while, and then suddenly turned his gaze to the upper end of his left arm in the mirror.

At the upper end of Han Yu's left arm, there is a flesh-white scar, not obvious but very long, starting from the left shoulder and extending straight down, occupying almost half of Han Yu's left arm.

Han Yu looked at this long scar with a calm gaze, in his memory, if it was his original body, there should be a birthmark there, and it was obvious that it would be impossible to erase it unless it was a skin change. This is also one of the reasons why Han Yu was sure that this was not his body before.

If there are only one or two changes, then it can be explained, but if three, four, or almost all of them have changed, then it cannot be explained.

Two scars, the first one seems to be a symbol of his coming here, so what about the second one, does it have any meaning to Jin Zhiyu?

Han Yu's gaze scanned back and forth between the two scars for a moment, and then suddenly took a step back.

Han Yu was standing now, just enough to see his whole body from the mirror, see the bare muscles of his upper body, and see his slender figure.

This was the first time Han Yu had carefully observed his new body, not counting the previous time in the bathroom, he hadn't taken a good look at it, his mind had been filled with shock and involuntary thoughts.

Well, the height is almost one meter eighty-five up.

Han Yu compared the top of his head in the mirror, and then he put his gaze on his upper body again.

It looks like a perfect body, but Han Yu doesn't care about this, the gym can easily help people train a body of perfectly shaped muscles, what he cares about is that throwing away the surface, the inside of this body...... What is hidden?

Han Yu felt that Jin Zhiyu's muscles didn't seem to be due to fitness, but because he had been insisting on a certain exercise for many years, and he could feel that there was a kind of vigorous power hidden in this body, especially ...... His arm.

Han Yu raised his right hand, looked at it, and then punched forward violently, well, it felt similar to a normal adult, but Han Yu himself knew that his body was definitely more than that.

Now that time has passed, the more Han Yu has palpitations when he thinks back to his reckless action, it seems that he has been locked in the house for too long, if it weren't for various reasons, he would probably have to lie in the columbarium now.

Whenever Han Yu recalled the details of the day he jumped off the building, he would notice one thing, his right arm.

Han Yu didn't expect it at first, but then he noticed that the strength of his arm was unusual, he could actually hold on to the stone platform at the moment of jumping off the building, and he didn't have much effort to bring himself up, which could not be regarded as an ordinary person at all.

But since then, Han Woo has never been able to use that kind of power anymore, as if that power has lurked deep in his body, and only the right way can use it.

Who is Kim Ji-woo?

This is the question that has appeared in Han Yu's mind the most these days.

The more Han Yu entered Jin Zhiyu's life, the more he couldn't see through this guy, and the mysteries that appeared on him seemed to be endless, and almost all of them made Han Yu completely confused.

Amnesia, amnesia, damn amnesia!

Han Yu looked at himself in the mirror and sighed very unhappily, suddenly losing the mood to cut his hair.

However, at this moment, a voice that Han Yu was not so familiar with but made him feel like he had goosebumps as if he was instinctive for a moment.

Han Yu's face turned his head a little stiffly, and when he landed, his expression became indescribably strange.

Ringtones!

Han Yu's mobile phone was placed on the table not far away, and from Han Yu's point of view, he could just see the phone screen clearly, but now there was only a string of numbers on it!

It's not Zhen Xiuwan.

This was Han Yu's first thought, he had already added a note to Zhen Xiuwan's phone before, and then the second thought born after the first thought was...... Who is it this time?!

The only thing Han Yu is glad about now is that fortunately, there is no remark name on the phone, but as before, no matter what, this guy has Jin Zhiyu's phone!

Han Yu hesitated for about three seconds, and in the end he made the same decision as before, after all, for the same reason as before, he didn't have a choice.

"That'...... That, hello?"

"Mr. Kim Ji-woo?"

The voice of a middle-aged man.

"Huh?"

Hearing the other party shouting this name, the pupils in Han Yu's eyes shrank slightly, but his voice did not change, "Yes...... It's me, you...... Is there something going on?"

"What's the matter?!What?!Mr. Jin, have you forgotten?!It's been more than 20 days, and tomorrow is the deadline we can give you, if you don't come to the interview, we won't give you another chance!"

"What...... What?!"

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"Let's go down together. ”

――forever.

It's Girls' Generation now, it's Girls' Generation later, and it's Girlhood forever!