Since he learned the secret of Xia Shuanghan and Lu Shaoyun in the woods of Qiu Hunting, Su Yixing has been looking for a way to cut off the love between the two of them and make Xia Shuanghan willingly choose to spend his life with him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's just obvious that he can't find such a way even in his lifetime.

Fortune telling, word measurement, moon old red line, Su Yixing didn't believe in these things at all, so after thinking about it a few times, Su Yixing, who thought that if he wanted to solve the emotional problem, he had to start with the person himself, so he completely shifted his attention to Xia Shuanghan.

Xia Shuanghan's slight abnormality due to memory loss problems had already been noticed by Su Yixing on the third day when she began to write her memoirs. And Su Yixing, who lit Xia Shuanghan's sleeping hole at night, and then sneaked into the study to look through her memoirs and the timetable of major events, quickly found the crux of her recent abnormal behavior.

"Lu Shaoyun, it seems that this is the will of God, the will of God!" In the quietly lit study, Su Yixing, who was cautiously looking at Xia Shuanghan's marked timetable, stared at the approximate deadline of the red "candle burnout" on the page, and smiled heartily.

"It seems that even God wants to wash away your long-cherished wishes in your past and present lives, and let Frost and Cold return to a state of blank feelings and start over, so in the face of such an opportunity that is rare but unavoidable, how can I let go and give in?"

The day after writing the letter in the study, Xia Shuanghan, who assisted Princess Xie of Xiangyang in taking care of her family affairs in the morning, beat her horse to Baimi Lane in the east of the city after lunch.

"Frost Cold, you're very strange, what can't you say to Ting Xuan when he comes back and tell him in person, instead of holding two such thick letters and coming to us to pass them on?"

Baimi Lane in the east of the city, Lin Xiran, who came to Baliya to help carry water and chop wood today, said in confusion after receiving a thick letter handed to him by Xia Shuanghan: "Although it is said that you are now holding the title of princess, it is inconvenient to meet Tingxuan, but as long as you find an opportunity, there is still time to say a few words." Since you have so much concern and longing to convey to him, I believe that he will be happier if you tell him in person. ”

"Where did you get any care and thoughts, even if this letter is so thick, it doesn't mention the two words you said at all!" Xia Shuanghan's serious rebuttal was completely defeated under the gaze of Baliya and Lin Xiran's "don't hide it from us, we all understand".

Sighing very helplessly, Xia Shuanghan handed another letter to Baliya and said, "This letter is exactly the same as that one, so if one of them is accidentally lost or damaged, then please give the spare one to Ting Xuan." ”

"Don't you have some big secret here?" Xia Shuanghan made a backup of the letter, handed it over to two different people in duplicate, and asked them to keep it in two different places, which aroused Lin Xiran's vigilance, "The things in you must be very important, and you must not make any mistakes, you must let Ting Xuan know, right?" ”

"Yes, the content in this is really, very important, and anyone other than Ting Xuan opens it and looks at it, it will cause me trouble, so ......" Xia Shuang Han paused slightly, with a solemn and solemn face, "Please be sure to keep it properly and give it to him after Ting Xuan returns." ”

"Got it, don't worry, we'll do." Lin Xiran and Ba Liya, who solemnly nodded their promises to Xia Shuanghan, were unable to keep the two letters intact in the end. Because, these two letters that may become an opportunity to guide Xia Shuanghan and Lu Shaoyun to continue their relationship, Su Yixing will not let them stay no matter what.

Time has gradually entered the end of November, and there are few memories of Lu Shaoyun left in Xia Shuanghan's mind. The fragments of their relationship in this life have all disappeared from her brain, and the few remaining parts of the fruits of their previous lives are only the painful images of their imminent separation.

Sitting in his study in a daze, while comparing the timetable of major events in his hand, while reviewing the summer frost of the past, he realized clearly and painfully: Tomorrow morning, at the latest, Lu Shaoyun will be completely eliminated from her memory. And the pages in her hand that recorded the past and present lives were already time to be burned and destroyed.

In Xia Shuanghan's opinion, the pages that record the past and present lives are too dangerous, and once used by people with intentions, she may become a demon and bring huge trouble to herself and her family. Moreover, constantly reviewing the contents of the paper every day in order to make up for the emptiness in the mind will stop the life of Xia Shuanghan and stop moving. Therefore, for these two reasons, neither the memoir nor the timeline can be preserved.

Early in the morning of the second day after burning the memoirs and timetable, Xia Shuanghan's memory really couldn't find the image of her and Lu Shaoyun getting along anymore.

The remaining memories can easily make Xia Shuanghan deduce that in her previous life, she had married into the Dingguo Mansion, and in this life, she also fell in love with the same person as in her previous life. It's just that without the support of those fragments of their relationship, the strong feelings that should have surged in her heart have now completely returned to calm and unhappiness.

In the first half of the lunar month, on the night when the envoys arrived in the capital safely, Lu Shaoyun, who had not had time to take care of his dusty appearance, suddenly ushered in Lin Xiran and Ba Liya, who both came to the door.

"Tingxuan, give it, this is the letter that Frost Han solemnly handed over to us not long ago, and then let us pass it on to you." Lin Xiran, who handed the two tightly wrapped letters to Lu Shaoyun, added a sentence: "The content of the two letters is exactly the same, and Shuanghan specially transcribed one as a backup in order to make double insurance." ”

"Really? What is it that makes her so cautious and cautious? In the brightly lit room, Lu Shaoyun, who took the letter, simply tore open the seal of the envelope and pulled out a stack of letterheads. However, on the unfolded page, there was a blank space, and there was not a single handwriting.

"What's going on?"

"It can't be!"

Looking down at the pages that Lu Shaoyun handed them and had no ink at all, Lin Xiran and Baliya shouted at the same time in disbelief: "How can this be blank? It shouldn't be! ”

"Both letters have been replaced." Tearing open another envelope, pulling out the letterhead inside, Lu Shaoyun, who also found a blank space, picked up two envelopes with his name written on them and looked at them carefully, and then asserted: "Although the words on the envelope are very similar, I can still see that they are not from the hands of Frost and Cold." ”

"You mean to say that these two letters were transferred during our keeping?" Beijue's eyes widened in disbelief, Lin Xiran couldn't imagine who would come and go freely in and out of his house.

"Don't think about it, let me tell you, it can't be someone else, it's definitely Su Yixing, the prince of Xiangyang." He knew very well in his heart that he would be interested in what Xia Shuanghan was going to convey to him, and Lu Shaoyun, who was none other than Su Yixing in this capital, guessed the truth of the matter in an instant. "So it seems that if I want to know what is written on this, I can only go to Xiangyang Mansion in person."

Putting down the forged letter in his hand and walking out of the house, Lu Shaoyun, who was guessing what happened to Xia Shuanghan and wanted to tell him so carefully, met Xia Shuanghan who had returned from painting on the way to Xiangyang Palace.

"Frost, it's good to see you outside." Lu Shaoyun, who was running towards his sweetheart, turned over and dismounted and saw Xia Shuanghan standing next to Xia Shuanghan, who was staying at the street stall, "Shuanghan, the letter you let Xiran and Baliya hand over to me was transferred by Su Yixing, I didn't receive it at all, what do you have to do, tell me directly now, right?" ”

On the day of "......", Xia Shuanghan, who returned from painting and saw something that her brother might like at the roadside stall, was seriously comparing which of the two gadgets in her hand was better, but a sudden call of "Shuanghan" completely attracted her attention from the roadside stall.

Putting down the small goods in her hand and turning around, the handsome man with a gentle smile on his face was Lu Shaoyun, the fifth prince of the Dingguo Mansion buried in her memory, but although she knew that she was in love with him before the memory was lost, Xia Shuanghan at this time still had a steady stream of strangeness to him.

"Master Lu, let's find a convenient place to talk and have a good talk!"

Xia Shuang's cold and detached facial expression and salutation made Lu Shaoyun only feel stagnant for a while, and further realized that something seemed to be wrong. It's just that the bustling street is obviously not a suitable place for them to talk, so he nodded in agreement with Xia Shuanghan's opinion, and led the way ahead.

Lu Shaoyun, who went straight to Xiangyang Wangfu after going out from the Dingguo Mansion, encountered Xia Shuanghan near the West Market, so the gluttonous building opened by Zhuo Feifei in the West City once again became the place where the two of them talked to each other.

"Frost, why do you feel something is wrong today?" In the private room on the third floor of the gluttonous building, which is often requisitioned by Lu Shaoyun, Lu Shaoyun, who was waiting for the shopkeeper to take the door and walk out of the house, first asked about the disobedience brought to him by the summer frost and cold when he came this way.

"Lu Gongzi, I hope that no matter what I say next, you don't get angry and try to stay calm."

Xia Shuanghan, who had no waves in his heart, took a deep breath and said calmly: "There is a problem with my memory, whether it is in my previous life or in this life, those things that have accumulated little by little to make me fall in love with you, I can't remember all of them now." Facing you now, I probably feel the same way in my heart that you just came back from the border last year and faced me. ”

"You...... What are you talking about? I don't understand. He was slightly stunned at a loss, and for a moment he only felt that what Xia Shuanghan said was something he didn't understand, Lu Shaoyun, and looked at the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Shuanghan, what kind of joke are you playing with me, it's not funny at all, let's not make trouble, okay?" ”

"Master Lu, I'm really not joking with you." Xia Shuanghan, who had a serious face and felt a little embarrassed by the surprise and surprise shown by the man in front of him, said: "Amnesia, do you understand that I have amnesia?" ”

The following is a replacement tomorrow.

The life of the "objects" in Chrysman City has always been monotonous, and there are only two things that have brought great changes to her life in the twenty years of "objects" that have brought great changes to her life.

The first is that when Heian was thirteen years old, the old lord (i.e., the one who bought Heian) was killed by his thirteenth son, named Edward, who had no inheritance rights at all. Subsequently, after three months of grabbing power, the sixteen-year-old Edward? Brando relied on his iron wrist to become the new lord of the city.

Over the next 14 years, Chrysman City ushered in the heyday of its history under the leadership of the ruthless but wise Edward. The "objects" in the city, while making great contributions to the development of Krysman, have also obtained many personal rights that they did not have before.

It's just that compared to the first thing, the second thing that affected the stable life of peace made her very desperate, and that was - the fall of Chrysman City!

Ping An didn't know if the sentence "red face and troubled water" she saw from the books could really lead to the destruction of the country. But "the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass" is definitely a fact.

Ping An vividly remembers that when he was seventeen years old, Edward, who was said to have never been stained with women, pampered the first woman in his life, a white girl named Britney, whose face Ping An had never seen. And this woman, who was unmatched by Edward's side for ten years, eventually led to the downfall of Chrysman.

On the day of the city break, the collapsed and damaged air fortress, the war-torn long streets, and the bloody corpse fragments, this scene is like a purgatory on earth, and it is the last memory of Ping'an before he died.

Before closing her eyes and falling into a permanent slumber, there was only one thought in Ping'an's mind: if the past could be repeated, then she would find an opportunity to kill Britney Spears before she became Brando's woman.

Although it may not all be Britney's fault that Chrysman fell, Ping An believes that killing Britney will be the easiest and feasible way to keep her life in peace.

So, when Ping An was ready to die and closed her eyes, but really got her wish and returned to January 1 when she was seventeen years old after waking up, the self-rescue operation of "Codename Britney" began!

On the first day of January, at six o'clock in the morning, Ping An woke up from her sleep and ushered in the first morning after her rebirth.

The pale blue walls of the single apartment reverberate with a uniform alarm tune. As if they were safe, there were thousands of "objects" living in single-room apartment buildings called "cupboards".

The life of the "objects" is monotonous, and every "object" that lives in the "cupboard" is almost exactly the same.

At six o'clock in the morning, when they get up, the sleep monitoring device installed at the head of the bed will report the sleep of the "object" last night in a monotonous flat voice during the time when the "objects" change their uniforms.

After changing clothes, the toilet in the toilet will check the urine and other excrement of the "object" to determine the health of the "object's" urinary and digestive systems.

Subsequently, the sensor floor tile under the washbasin will record the weight of the "item", and at the same time, the sensor mirror above the washbasin will arrange suitable facial and skin care products for the "item" according to the oil secretion of the "item" face triangle area and the thickness of the stratum corneum of the face. An electric toothbrush, on the other hand, will perform a physical examination of the gums and teeth of the object while it is helping to clean the teeth thoroughly.

After washing and getting dressed, at half past six in the morning, the "objects" will perform aerobic exercise in different activities according to the holographic projection schedule provided by the non-detachable waterproof and anti-fall external ID worn on the left wrist. Indicators such as sweating, breathing rate, heart rate and blood pressure during exercise are recorded.

At half past seven, after finishing the exercise and having already adjusted the body in the last fifteen minutes of the exercise to ensure that the blood remaining in the muscles can flow smoothly back to the stomach to help digestion, it is time for breakfast.

The content of the food menu is not the same for everyone and is not set in stone. From the time you go to sleep last night to the time you finish exercising this morning, all the data that has been recorded will be involved in the creation of the menu. High in oil, salt, sugar, and heat, these high-X foods are strictly controlled.

If an "item" is in line at a food pick-up and steals food outside of the personal menu due to the lack of attention of the management, the thief will be punished by a micro-electric shock with a built-in location ID in his wrist.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the "objects" who had finished breakfast continued to study or work differently according to the content of the holographic projection schedule. Break at 12 o'clock at noon, and after half an hour of lunch is a unified lunch break. From 2 p.m. to 6 p.m., the second half of the study and work period is the second half of the time. This is followed by a half-hour dinner time, and free time from 6:30 to 9:30. Bathing takes place from 9:30 to 10 a.m., and from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. there is a curfew time for people not to leave the room.

After waking up from his sleep and spending a whole day making sure that he was not dreaming, but was really reborn on January 1 of the year he was seventeen years old, he lost sleep on the night of the curfew.

"One o'clock in the morning", the values on the fluorescent clock remind Peace: it's time for her to sleep. After all, the "objects" in Chrysman City do not have the right to "abuse" their bodies at will. If you can't sleep before 11 o'clock at night, then for whatever reason, the "items" that can't guarantee seven hours of sleep will be called into the doctor's office the next day.

Insomnia caused by psychological problems will be taken over by a psychiatrist; Insomnia caused by physiological causes is destined to change the holographic schedule of insomniacs dramatically.

"Don't think about it, you can't think about it anymore, do you want to stay in the clinic all day tomorrow?" The tossing and turning peace kept comforting himself in his mind to fall asleep as soon as possible, but it was too difficult.

From the moment Ping An confirmed that he was reborn, his dying wishes in his previous life came like a flood, completely drowning Ping An's brain—I was going to kill that red face—Britney!

As for the question of "why he was born again" and "how he was born again", Ping An was in no mood to think about it at all. After all, between protecting one's peaceful life and solving the unsolved mysteries of science, one can only consider the former if you just want to live in peace and not want to be a sample of scientific experiments.

As a result, Ping An, who has never been able to sleep, finally gave up the idea of forcing himself to sleep after several unsuccessful attempts, and instead began to think about the plan of action codenamed Britney.

It's not easy to kill Britney to keep Chrysman City, where she depends, and get rid of herself cleanly after the murder.

First of all, in Chrysman, there are only first-class citizens - human beings who can move freely throughout the city. In the absence of an owner, a second-class citizen "pet" has only the right to walk in the "yard". Of course, the courtyard as defined by Chrysman City is much larger than the courtyard in the traditional sense. At the very least, "pets" have the right to visit consumer places such as movie theaters, beauty salons, clothing stores and high-end restaurants.

The "goods", the lowest-ranking third-class citizens, have to stay in the "cupboards" of their apartment buildings forever, with the exception of a small number of people who have been assigned different jobs by their owners, and have no right to go out freely for the rest of their lives. Therefore, the first difficulty of Britney's plan of action is: how can you leave the "cupboard" and come into contact with "pets" who are not in the same class as herself?

Secondly, in his previous life until his death, Ping An never saw Edward's favorite sister Britney in his life, "blonde hair and blue eyes, big breasts and long legs", such a white beauty that meets the adjectives of Britney's appearance, in the entire "pet" class of Chrysman City, there are too many! Even the name Britney is a bad street name with a high rate of renaming. Therefore, how to find this Miss Britney, who only knows her name, does not know her appearance and surname, has become the second problem that Ping An needs to solve.

In the end, even if Ping An managed to get out of the "cupboard", he found Britney before she became Brando's favorite concubine. So, what does she do next? (To be continued.) )