542 STOP 2 STOP-2: New Purgatory City: "Fresh Memory"

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

It's as if the closed door is open, and the breeze and fragrance finally open my closed heart again.

Unspeakable feelings welled up in her heart, and she didn't know whether her mood was "UP" or "DOWN".

"—Why the hell did I do nothing?" Hideka wondered, as if she had only remembered one thing for a long time, "I can't believe that this is me, that I am a person who has done nothing, a nerd from beginning to end, a fool from beginning to end, and a fool from beginning to end...... Stunned?"

"Ah, it's changed again. Hideka had a sense of déjà vu.

"Dust, and yourself. themselves and dust. Hideka reduced herself to the dust, unable to calm the remorse in her heart, and she found that her brain had replaced her limbs, turning her into a wooden person who was inferior to "wood".

"Is the aircraft still there?" Hideka realized.

The flying machine has never left Hideka's body, never.

"So sluggish?"

"Just found out about this?"

Xiuxiang also felt quite incredible, the chaos of her logical thinking at this time was really too speechless, and it was a big surprise.

"However, Fei Yu ......" Xiuxiang was frightened, "this is a bad guy." ”

"It's your dream, and of course you won't die. Xiuxiang's ears sounded with non-verbal words, which seemed to be the same as just now

eve

Die coincided.

Xiuxiang vaguely remembered that this guy had said that he didn't know if he would die.

Maybe I made a mistake in my memory and couldn't remember it clearly.

However, it should not be wrong to remember it so vividly.

"Oh my God, really? Great. Xiuxiang felt that her chaotic spirit suddenly cleared the clouds, but fortunately, she finally sobered up a little, although she was more sleepy and tired, but the feeling of forgetting was really good.

"True forgetting is no different from forgiveness. Such a sentence floated through Xiuxiang's mind.

That's right, Xiuka thought, "The best patience of a person is to forget the mistakes of others." ”

So, saying I forgive you is very simple, and doing it I forgive you is very difficult. Because of people, it's hard to forget.

Those memories, especially those that hurt oneself, are always so vividly engraved in the mind and linger.

I don't know who said it, but the ordinary sentence "I forgive you." "In fact, there is a great difficulty - can people really forget things?

People, can't do it.

No matter who you are, you can't do it unless you have amnesia.

And amnesia is a disease that not everyone can get.

Hideka has remembered everything vividly since she could remember.

I think, I can't forgive others, maybe I'm not so tolerant, at a certain moment, my feelings for her have changed, that is, it has changed, not to mention what the other party has done, is wrong?

......

Hideka's heart welled up with enthusiasm and inspiration, as if the lights of an airplane suddenly appeared faintly in the dark sky, and she couldn't help but think, "So, I wasn't thrown alone, but was brought up by a flying machine." ”

"Yes! Xiuxiang really wanted to applaud, but now she pretended to like logic again.

"That's right! Logic! Logic!" Xiuxiang suddenly remembered that she was just out of order because she was too panicked, and she would not be the kind of person who saw things differently, because she was a lover of the world of logic, and her love for logic was deep-rooted, and she lived by logic, followed the rules of logic, and a fanatic forgot her hobbies!

Xiuxiang felt that the world she knew had changed again—close to the appearance of a normal person.

"That's good. Xiuxiang thought.

She knew that her mood was much better.

The sense of identity transcends everything and returns to one's own body.

Xiuxiang has an inner joy and excitement, which is the same sense of identity as everyone, although she always tries her best to hide herself and always become a transparent person, but in her own heart, she knows deeply that she is different from others in many places.

"I'm still a little bit good. Hideka said to herself.

Of course, she can't hear Feiyu, she can say whatever she likes.

Since childhood, she has an amazing memory.

The drawing cards that my mother handed to her, hundreds, thousands, she had read them once, and she didn't mean to memorize them, but she could always remember them quickly, and "I remember them vividly".

Mom will think that the child just happened to know.

Because she is very busy, she is always in the world of art, and her father said, that is the art cell, it is the charm of her mother, Xiuxiang looked at it, but she just thinks that her mother is also art like that?

I don't want to go on anymore.

I just remembered the word "art", and vaguely felt that it was a good word.