This thing...... The more I think about it, the more weird I feel.

How can memories disappear so easily? It's not a salty soap opera, the hero and heroine both have glass heads, and their minds are blank when they are touched. The brain is very strong, and it is not easy to lose data by secretly making countless backups.

Thinking about it is extremely scary, and I don't know how to feel it.

And such a thing? Nan Xiao was really shocked: who was so meticulous behind the design? Why is it designed this way?

"What's going on?" He couldn't help but ask.

Kirisu Mado shook his head: "I don't know...... I'd love to know, too. But how could I possibly know? ”

She leaned against the railing of the stone bridge, and the colorful fireworks in her pupils suddenly brightened and disappeared in a blink of an eye. At that moment, she was as lonely as a white plum blossom, buried in the snow, blooming against the cold wind.

We can't see all the snow that falls on a person's life. Everyone is in their own life, lonely for the winter.

In order to investigate his past, Kirisu Mado has not worked hard.

She found out that the driver's license was real, and her driving skills were really good. But she doesn't remember ever getting her driver's license or the driving school.

Your university diploma is real, and you can check your student number. But no one remembered her. Teachers, classmates, none of them remember her alone.

"Isn't there you on the graduation photo?"

"No, I checked the graduation photos of that university, and there was no me at all."

I want to continue the investigation, but there are no clues. She wasn't in the university's admission records, and she hadn't even heard of the class Pine group number. Nominally, she did graduate from the Japanese literature department of that university, but she was like an invisible person.

I don't know where I went to high school, junior high school, elementary school, or where I went to school.

I don't know where my hometown is, my parents, relatives, friends, and I am completely blank.

Every clue was cut off, and after being tracked to the end, she finally had to admit that she was powerless to solve the mystery. After all, people don't live in the past. As soon as you open your eyes every day, you have to face your current life.

If you can't resist, you'll just barely survive.

She didn't dare to apply for a job that was too good, for fear of due diligence, for fear of attracting attention. In the past two years, she has only been able to find some undemanding jobs, such as the current Japanese language school, which is not in the middle of the stream.

She didn't even dare to fall in love because she couldn't explain her past to anyone.

Talent and good looks are a burden for her. She had to hide herself carefully for fear of being noticed.

At one point, she had planned to keep the secret in her heart. But I don't know why, when facing Nan Xiao, she always has an urge to say what is on her mind.

It can be seen that this secret has been pressed in the teacher's heart for a long time. Speaking freely today, people seem to be much more relaxed.

The next moment, the majestic Kirisu teacher was resurrected again.

"Uh-huh!" Kirisu Madong cleared his throat: "This, the past is in the past, and we shouldn't be entangled anymore." After all, no matter what happens, people still have to face tomorrow. Nanjun, your grades are not bad, you should still focus on your studies and strive to be admitted to a super-first-class university like the University of Tokyo! Well, that's it, come on. ”

"Yes! Hearing the teacher say this, I was suddenly full of fighting spirit again. ”

"Haha, that's good. Nanjun, you see there's a goldfish fishing stall over there, let's try it, shall we? ”

Unexpectedly, Mr. Kirisu turned out to be a master of goldfishing.

The real masters, who can see the freshness of the goldfish at a glance, are the most lively and energetic fishing. Weak chickens will catch those who are sick. There is no point in pinching soft persimmons, those are miserable children who have been picked up and thrown back, tossed many times, and they will die if they can't be raised long after they are brought home.

Bang! Boom!

With the momentum of stealing the bell with lightning speed, Kirisu Zhendong fished a piece of red gold in one fell swoop, which is the most vivid and jumping. "Hehehe, I'm amazing," she copied the paper to Nan Xiao, "Nanjun, you can try it too?" ”

Try it.,Brother's agility attribute is as high as 15.,People who can easily hold flies with chopsticks.。

Nan Xiao picked up the paper copy, gestured twice, and aimed at the largest multicolored flower inside.

Bang! The multicolored flowers are up.

Okay, next is the ink-topped silver snow with the largest eye bubble and the largest tail.

Bang! The silver snow on the top of the ink is up.

Okay, next is the crane top fairy with a snow-white body and a little red on the top of his head.

Bang!

In view of the space, I will not describe the whole process of Nanxiao's goldfish fishing one by one. Otherwise, the book could easily be written to ten million words. But there's no point in writing like that, because it's just goldfish over and over again.

On that day, the goldfish stall owner really fell into blood mold, and he definitely had to lose money. He was also careless, forgetting to set a paper copy that could only get a few of these insurance clauses at most. Maybe he thinks that the kind of absorbent paper that is particularly easy to get wet will definitely break if he catches two at most, so why bother.

Who would have thought that there would be such a fast person. With a flash of hand, a goldfish was already swimming in the small bowl, and the time for the paper to come into contact with the water was simply small and small.

In the end, I caught a bowl full of goldfish, about seventeen or eighteen, all of which were the most beautiful and fresh. This is still the result of the mercy of Nan Xiao's subordinates. The paper copy wasn't very wet yet, but it was sturdy. As long as he wants, he can probably keep fishing endlessly.

The goldfish stall owner's face turned white, and he didn't dare to say anything when he looked at Nan Xiao's smooth bicep curve.

Before you know it, time flies.

I was so happy, happy, and so happy to participate in the summer festival with my teacher.

As the clock crept closer to the last train, Nan Xiao still had no idea what fate he was about to face.

In the end, it was Kirisu Mado who reminded him, "The last train should be at 12:50, right?" ”

Take out your phone and take a look, woo wow! It was already 12:40 and there were only ten minutes left to get to the station.

It's a big problem, but as long as you have money, it's not really a big problem.

At this time, a car with a light on its head drove by, and Nan Xiao raised his hand to greet: "Taxi!" ”

However, the taxi passed by with a single breath and did not stop at all. If you look closely, you can see that there are already guests sitting inside.

At this point in time, it is even more difficult to get a taxi on the street than to hit the jackpot. The taxi drivers who were bombarded with mud were too lazy to die. Always lying on the station waiting for customers, preferring to listen to the radio and dozing off rather than make an effort to go out on the street to find customers.

There was no way, so the two of them had to ride a shared bicycle and run desperately all the way to the station.

Finally arrived at the station, and the situation was hopeless. When I parked my bike, I saw that it was pitch black on the platform, and the shadow of the last tram was not visible.

It's over, and there's no going back.

There were no taxis. The two of them stood waiting for the taxi and the wind blew for a long time, but none of them came.

And there's nothing surprising about that. Late at night, taxi drivers run downstairs to the big company to wait for the social animals who are returning home from overtime. Who's going to be waiting at the station gate? Especially in commercial centers like Akihabara, when people are all gone, and the station is closed, taxis don't come at all.

Akihabara is so far from Shinjuku that it's not practical to ride a shared bike back. I'm afraid I've just ridden home, and it's going to be dawn.

Nan Xiao touched his chin and thought, "That...... When does the outsourced worker bring back the laundry? ”

"According to the store manager, it will be around 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Uh, well, 7 o'clock this morning. ”

"So, let's go to the hotel and open a room!"