Forget Chen sat on the bench and drew for a while, probably noticing that I was paying attention to his drawing board from time to time, and looked at me sideways. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huh? How are you? He pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and asked curiously.

How to answer that? I'll have to think about it.

"Uh..." Before I could say anything, two beautiful college girls passed by the path in front of us, and one of them, a girl with black hair and a shawl, covered her mouth with her hand and seemed to be whispering.

When they saw me and Wangchen, they smiled and stretched out their hands to say hello.

"Good afternoon, teacher forget!"

Forget Chen and I were stunned for a moment, he slowly raised his hand and waved, muttering in his mouth: "It's already the sixth person who told me to forget my teacher, this dream is really strange..."

I didn't expect him to react like I did when I first entered the book, thinking that everything was just an ordinary dream. It seems that I also have to follow the example of Gu Liang and Dumo, and tell some lies to induce forgetfulness, although I don't like lies very much, but I have to do it, and often many things are much easier to experience in person than to explain.

We watched as the two girls drifted apart and returned to the conversation we had just talked about.

I smiled and looked up at the blue sky, and whispered, "Forget the dust, how long have we not seen each other?" ”

He didn't answer for a long time, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see his bewildered gaze.

"We're best friends, aren't we?" I continued to instill myself in his heart that he could accept me for who I am.

"Friends? But I don't even have your name..."

I turned my face to look at him with a slightly angry expression, and pushed his shoulder with my hand: "I hate it, I'm Xiaowei~~~ Don't make such jokes with me, let's go!" Let's go to lunch, I'm in for a treat. ”

Forget the dust was still very wooden, looking at me blankly.

Through this kind of thing, the most fearful thing is not clear about their own position, and it is easy to say that the adaptability is strong, and it will soon be integrated into other people's stories, my first time is really when everything is a dream, so I even forgot to hide my own nature, and the random stirring even made me smoothly change the ending of Han Camellia.

Now that I think about it, Gu Liang may have also pinched a cold sweat at that time, and I was doing nonsense in what I thought was in my dream, how should he deal with it?

I stood up and helped Forget Chen clean up his brushes, so that he didn't have too much time to think about it, I had to take the initiative to familiarize him with the things in "White Paper Fan".

Holding his arm, we walked briskly down the gravel road of the university campus.

Actually, I didn't know what the cafeteria was, but I had to pretend that I was familiar with the environment here, and I saw a few big boys walking out of an old house with lunch boxes from a distance, and I felt the dawn coming.

"That~~" happily pulled Wangchen to the door of the cafeteria, and suddenly a call came from afar.

"Xiaowei!! ――――”

Hey? Who is it?

I turned to look for the source of the sound, and saw a man standing under the banyan tree not far away, with a very familiar face.

Wang? He looked a lot more mature than the last time I was in White Paper Fan, smiling and looking at the two deep dimples on my cheeks.

"Brother..." I replied to him with a little embarrassment.

"Is he your brother?" Forget the dust looked at me suspiciously.

"Ah, yes, he's my brother, maybe, maybe he is still a colleague with you, right?" Now I realize how difficult it is to bring a new person, this kind of communication that is all built by lies is completely beyond the scope of my IQ, while thinking about my own situation and identity, but also paying attention to the various relationships of forgetfulness, I am so tired.

Who's going to help me!! I felt that my two brushes were completely insufficient.

Wang Zhen walked up to us and said calmly: "Why did Xiaowei have time to come to the academy to find my brother today, I didn't know that you still knew Teacher Wang." ”

"Well, we've known each other for a long time, and the weather is good today, so I'm here to see you, by the way, is Qingqing here?"

"Qingqing still has classes in the afternoon, and she may still be in the dormitory now, are you here to find me or her?" Wang Zhen pouted and didn't seem to be very happy, he glanced at Forget Chen, and continued: "If I'm not mistaken, Qingqing is in Teacher Forget's class in the afternoon, right?" ”

Yes??? Forget... Forget the dust and still have a class?

I gently closed my eyes, in my heart: I drew a cross in front of myself with my hand, O Virgin Mary of Jesus~~ Thank you for not letting me cross into such a complicated identity, I once regretted being treated as a nun, but now it seems that it is too suitable for me, if I am pushed to the podium as a teacher, I may tell a joke to the students, or an allegro (although I studied for a few months under the pressure of my mother when I was a child, but it was quickly abandoned talent. ）。

Forget Chen thought about it thoughtfully, nodded and replied, "I know." ”

"Xiaowei, where are you going now?"

"I... I still have something to talk about with Teacher Wang, brother, you go get busy first, I'll go home later."

Wang Zhen smiled and looked at me and then at Wuchen, and turned around and left with an expression that understood everything.

Watching him walk away slowly, Wangchen beside him suddenly whispered, "He's not your brother, right?" ”

"Huh?? I'm shocked to hear him say that, how did you find out? Am I saying the wrong thing?

Forget Chen's serious expression is not joking, slightly furrowed eyebrows, difficult to figure out the mind, I feel that my IQ is not enough to compare with him.

"First of all, you are completely different in appearance, and secondly, your expression when you first saw him was unnatural, and it didn't feel like a brother and sister meeting at all, if I'm not wrong, this is not a real dream, right?" Forget Chen's analysis is very thorough, it seems that he has long suspected it, but he has never said it.

Under those black glasses, I seemed to see Conan alive.

"Why don't we find a place to talk?" After all, Wangchen is also a thirty-year-old person, and he has experienced a lot of things, so he can adapt to the current situation faster than me.

He didn't hesitate and followed me around the corner of the old school building, where I could escape the scorching sun and not be seen by many people.

I took a deep breath and looked up at his untidy face: "Tell me, what do you think." ”

"I've met you four times, except for the first time on the train, it's not an accident that you're in a hotel, in a park, and here, right? You're deliberately approaching me, and while I know you don't mean it, there are many secrets. ”

I pinched my fingers and counted as if I remembered seeing him more than four times.

I knew him from the moment he was born, and I cried hard, and I got his name from him, and I followed him when he was looking for a pen, and he didn't know it.

"Well, you go on."

Forget Chen sighed, and then said: "The reason why I feel that this is not a dream is because I have experienced a very strange trip, and that time I also felt that I was dreaming, until I woke up and found that I was carrying something from my dream, if it was an ordinary dream, how could I bring out the thing in the dream?" ”

I nodded and said, "It's the blue pen I asked you about, right?" ”

Forgotten Dust's brow furrowed even tighter, as if my answer was even more unexpected than he expected.