"Don't avenge yourselves, but give in and let the wrath of the Lord be."

—Romans 12:19

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The nightmare was so real, so real that Linnaeus wanted to flee quickly.

She seemed to wake up and found herself sweating profusely, like a drowning person.

She gasped twice, but she felt that her heart or other organs could not function quickly.

She inexplicably had a feeling of "I probably won't live long".

Everything is quiet at night.

It was eerily quiet, not even a hint of cicadas characteristic of summer.

Linnaeus turned on the bedside lamp, and in the dim light, his arm looked particularly slender and pale.

She slowly flipped her left wrist over and extended her right index finger to caress her skin.

It is smooth and warm.

And her pulse was beating.

It's a young, fresh life.

Linnaeus took a heavy breath.

However, the slightly raised touch on her wrist made the uneasiness in her heart feel felt again.

Very subtle feeling.

Hardly.

But that feeling is existence, and it's so real, so real that Linnaeus almost wants to cry.

She turned on the headlights in her room and pointed her wrist against the light.

The red thread on my wrist in the dream really exists.

Very fine and tiny, almost negligible in color.

But Linnaeus knew it was a scar.

She didn't know what was happening to her, it was like a puzzle, she was trapped in it alone.

Who's out of the puzzle? Maybe it's JeffGreen, maybe it's Yu Jinghe, maybe it's ...... Cen as before.

She opened the door and walked out barefoot.

The sound of ticking outside heralded the arrival of the first thunderstorm of summer, and the dull thunder seemed to sound in the sky.

Linnaeus looked out the window, only to find it pitch black.

She couldn't see anything.

She slowly went upstairs and opened Cen Ruxi's room, but Cen Ruxi did not lock the door.

She didn't deliberately slow down her pace, she stepped forward and slept in Cen Ruxi's arms.

Cen Ruxi had a very light sleep, and was awakened by her at once, but he was not frightened by her unexpected actions.

She asked, "What's wrong?" Afraid of thunder? ”

Her voice was thick sleepy, and a little nasal, and she muttered something in German at first, but then reacted and corrected it herself.

Linnaeus shook his head slightly.

She didn't say anything, just reached out and wrapped Cen Ruxi's arm around her waist.

"Linnaeus ......?" Cen Ruxi asked suspiciously.

“…… Hug me, okay? Linnaeus leaned his head on Cen Ruxi's shoulder and whispered.

"I ...... Afraid. ”

Cen Ruxi was stunned, she seemed to be faintly aware of something.

Was Linnaeus afraid of thunder and lightning?

Or maybe it's a fear of something else.

No one can predict the unknown future.

However, at this moment, all Cen Ruxi could do was to stretch out his hand and hug Linnaeus.

Her arms were not warm or wide, but Linnaeus felt that she was at ease.

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When Linnaeus woke up, it was already early the next morning.

Cen Ruxi has already gotten up, and he is not around at the moment.

The quilt beside him was cold.

Linnaeus was stunned, but realized that this was Cen Ruxi's room.

Cen Ruxi's room, like her people, was well-behaved and a little too neat.

Her room was featureless, almost like it was made straight from the decoration company's decoration manual, except for the white shelves with many books.

Linnaeus walked over to see, there were many professional books, and there were also some German books, Linnaeus couldn't understand them, and suddenly found that there was still a copy of "How to Learn Mandarin for Foreigners" that he gave

This is what I did when I lost my memory, and now that I think about it, I can smile heartily.

There are also many photographs, framed in the same frame, and placed on the shelves.

Linnaeus watched slowly.

There are those with family - Cen Ruxi should be quite a family person, her two brothers and parents are often in Cen Ruxi's photos, and some are wearing the same uniform - should be classmates, almost all foreigners.

One of them has Zhuang Yan - Linnaeus has seen this woman, the red hair is neat, and Linnaeus is very impressed.

Cen Ruxi and Zhuang Yan stood together, both dressed gorgeously, and on the right stood two girls, one was a blonde foreigner, and the other was a long-haired black man, also Chinese.

What should be a photo of the banquet, Zhuang Yan is still holding a wine glass in her hand.

All three were smiling, except for Cen Ruxi.

Linnaeus thought Cen Ruxi was very interesting, she picked up this photo and wanted to take a closer look, but she didn't expect that this photo frame was loose, and another photo actually fell out from behind.

It slammed back to the ground, and Linnaeus bent down to pick it up.

She didn't mean to see the picture, it just happened.

However, when she saw the person on it clearly, her face turned pale, and the blood on her face instantly faded away.

It was a photo of Cen Ruxi.

She wasn't much different then than she is now, just a little thinner now.

At that time, Cen Ruxi still had a cold face.

Judging from the lens, it seems to be a selfie, and the person who took it is obviously not Cen Ruxi.

It's another person in the photo.

That man was Linnaeus.

Since dating Cen Ruxi—no, Linnaeus hasn't taken a photo with Cen Ruxi since he met Cen Ruxi.

She didn't realize that she was going to take a picture.

But the people in this photo are obviously himself and Cen Ruxi.

Linnaeus flipped through the photo and found the date written on the back.

"February 7, 2013 Japan"

At that time, Linnaeus had already lost her immature appearance, she had long curly hair, and her makeup was beautiful, and she looked very beautiful and moving.

It was the best years, the most beautiful Linnaeus.

Linnaeus slowly tucked the picture back into its place.

She sluggishly opened the door to Cen Ruxi's room and walked down the stairs.

Cen Ruxi was reading the newspaper, with a hot coffee and bread in front of him, and when he saw Linnaeus appear, Cen Ruxi put down the newspaper and said, "You have some breakfast, and then we are ready to go to the airport." ”

Oh, Linnaeus remembered that a few days was the day they were going to America.

She washed up and sat down at the table.

Cen Ruxi was already ready, as if she would be able to go out as soon as she put down the newspaper.

She is so delicate and perfect that it makes you feel obsessed.

It was perfect, Linnaeus thought to himself, so perfect that there was hardly a flaw.

Linnaeus took a sip of his coffee.

She wasn't in the mood to eat anymore, everything was messed up with.

Her life is a mess anyway, isn't it?

"As always," she began, "do you remember where we first met?" ”

"Is this your movie line?" Cen Ruxi showed a pair of eyes from behind the newspaper.

Linnaeus laughed: "It's really sour, but it's not. ”

Cen Ruxi retracted his gaze, "Remember, at that banquet." ”

"Until then?" Linnaeus asked, "I always feel as if I had seen you before that banquet, such as some important occasion or something." ”

"Yes," Cen Ru didn't look up, "you remember wrong." ”

Linnaeus smiled: "Maybe, maybe you've seen me, but you've forgotten." ”

When Cen Ruxi heard this, she put the newspaper on the table, and Linnaeus glanced at it and found that it was the Financial Daily.

"Linnaeus," Cen Ruxi said slowly, "what's wrong with you?" ”

She never mentioned Linnaeus entering her room the previous night, but wondered how Linnaeus had behaved now.

"Why do you like me?" Linnaeus asked, "I liked you first, I confessed to you, and then you accepted it, right, so do you like me?" ”

Cen Ruxi opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But Linnaeus went on to say, "Why accept me, be with me? Why, Cen Ruxi? You fell in love with me at first sight? Is this really you? ”

It was the first time she called Cen Ruxi's full name like this, and Cen Ruxi looked at her steadily.

"Are you sympathizing with me?" Linnaeus suddenly said this.

Cen Ruxi felt that Linnaeus seemed a little incredible: "Linnaeus ...... You ......"

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it yet," Linnaeus said in a very indifferent tone, "I can accept it, I can accept anything." ”

"You tell me first, if you are with me because I once committed suicide."

Cen Ruxi frowned when he heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about, what suicide." ”

Linnaeus thought: Ah, she's angry.

But she continued: "I think I killed myself. ”

Cen Ruxi took a deep breath and said, "You calm down." ”

Linnaeus slowly stretched out his left hand to show Cen Ruxi.

The light-colored scar was displayed in front of Cen Ruxi.

What Linnaeus didn't expect was that Cen Ruxi's expression was very weird.

"You say this?"

Linnaeus was caught off guard by Cen Ruxi's reaction: "Yes......"

She didn't say that she dreamed at night that she was committing suicide by cutting her wrists, and when she woke up, she looked at her wrist and found that there was really a mark on it.

"You don't remember?" Cen Ruxi felt very strange, "This is made of glass." ”

"You got injured while participating in a charity event."

Linnaeus was stunned: "What? ”

So what's going on with your dreams that are so real?

Cen Ruxi frowned, took out his mobile phone, flipped through it, and handed it to Linnaeus to see.

That's really a piece of news, probably from previous years.

Linnaeus went to a poor mountainous area to do public welfare activities and was injured by broken glass, but fortunately, the wound was not deep.

"Why do you think you're suicidal?" Cen Ruxi's expression was very strange, "The wound of cutting your wrist will not be so shallow and thin." ”

Linnaeus still found it incredulous—her subconscious told her that Cen Ruxi knew about it.

As it turned out, Cen Ruxi did know about the scars on her wrists — and gave her another explanation.

It's just that what she sees and hears in her memories and dreams seems to be true.

Someone said in their head that it was true.

Linnaeus felt like he was going crazy.