The night in the village is quiet, there is no city lights, there is no noise of the city, it seems to be isolated from the world, maybe for many people, this is another world, late at night, there are some insects, those winds that pass by, as if to convey a quiet and peaceful happiness, how many people are busy after seeing these, will be relaxed, sometimes maybe really forget themselves, into a state of thinking about life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiu Cheng also has this feeling of detachment from himself, like a new life of a person, there is a dark night outside the window, but this kind of dark night is so reassuring, Qiu Cheng is lying on the bed, looking at the night outside the window, but there is a little difference, he actually doesn't know what kind of life he is, there is Xiao Mu's memory in his head, and let him find that it is not Xiao Mu's beginning, it is a day ago, this short time, what is going on, can make a person know that it is not himself, and then look for himself in another way.

Many people are always saying that they lose themselves, and then they will look for themselves, but now it seems that everything in Qiucheng has lost themselves when they are not lost, even if they find it one day, he will definitely think that his current self is a dream, because there is no memory, and all the thinking now is in the dark, just like a person in the dark night sky, unable to see anything clearly, the feeling of being elevated.

This night Qiu Cheng slept very quietly, he had never slept so peacefully, at least in his memory, there was no one he knew in the dream, just like Qiu Cheng came here and came to a new world, and he did not dream of a distress problem during the day, and there was no dream he hoped for, that is, the dream that he was tied to the room, Cong Ran He wanted to dream once, but now he feels quite good, if it is like this in the future, then it will be good, Qiu Cheng thought so in his dream.

When I woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, nothing was noisy, I woke up naturally, Murong Wen woke up at about this time, Xu Jian's mother had already made breakfast, but she didn't call them, hoping to let them sleep longer.

After breakfast, Qiu Cheng and Murong Wen began to say goodbye, and after chatting with Xu Jian's parents in Xu Jian's house, they went out, Xu Jian's parents were sent to the entrance of the village, at this time, as if they were looking at their relatives leaving, Qiu Cheng and Murong Wen didn't know how to express their feelings.

"I'll have more time to play in the future!" Xu Jian's father smiled at the two of them and said, "If Xu Jian comes back in the future, I will tell you as soon as possible, and try to let him help you!" ”

When he was still at home, he had already left a phone call, Xu Jian's parents were a kind of love for the elderly, Qiu Cheng nodded vigorously and said: "Uncle, aunt, I will come to visit you once a year in the future, not because of Xu Jian, but because of you." ”

said that Qiu Cheng's eyes were red, and so was Murong Wen, but the two of them didn't cry, but endured it.

These were seen by Xu Jian's parents, they all laughed, and Xu Jian's father smiled: "Okay! Later, my uncle and aunt will make you a lot of delicious food, so remember to drink a few more drinks with me next time! ”

Qiu Cheng nodded vigorously, and talked to Xu Jian's parents at the entrance of the village for a long time, I don't know how many times I said "goodbye", but there was still "goodbye" because I was reluctant to finish speaking, but this would not go on indefinitely, and finally left.

Qiu Cheng kept looking back while driving, so reluctant, and finally went out of the village and couldn't see Xu Jian's parents, so he sighed and said lightly: "I didn't expect them to be such good people!" ”

"Yes! Such simple people, the people in the village are so good, life is natural, not so tired, where is like us, sometimes they forget who they are! Murong Wen also sighed, she rubbed her eyes, maybe because she didn't want to cry at this time, because she was so happy and moved by this enthusiasm and simplicity.

The two of them came over with a kind of deception, but they did get such treatment, and they always felt guilty, and Qiu Cheng said everything at the time, but he also wanted to alleviate it, but he was forgiven in the end, which moved them even more, this time it became their memory, maybe there were no clues, but they felt that this harvest was better than any clues.

On the way back, some of the scenery is gone, I don't know if it's because I've seen it, or because the autumn journey is driving fast, and the rest is not to look carefully, but to leave with a kind of nostalgia.

This time, the two of them didn't say much along the way, just briefly said the current situation, they still have to go to find Xu Jian, but now they don't know where to look, Lao Zhang's progress is not so fast, but according to the clues in Lao Zhang's hands, in fact, there is no progress, it seems that once again like the previous situation, so people who have no memory are equal to no clues, these people are arranged to go back to live their original lives one by one, maybe some people may have the same original intention as Zhao Kong, but now they have forgotten, The Secret Service didn't pursue this kind of thing anymore, and let them go back to their original world.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Qiu Cheng and Murong Wen returned to Xinkong City, a kind of urban atmosphere, this is different from being in the countryside, each has its own good, maybe it depends on the person, Qiu Cheng frowned a little, he just hoped that something could end this morning, let him find himself, do things well in the future, peace of mind, or work hard to live a life in the future.

"Where are we going now?" Murong Wen was also a little frowned, looking at the busy people and cars, she felt tired all of a sudden, as if she had started to live day and night again, which made her a little annoyed.

"I don't know, on the way back, I've been thinking, what to do next," Qiu Cheng also looked helpless: "Xu Jian, Xu Jian, Xu Jian, where are you?" If we are in the trafficking group, then we really have no choice, Lao Zhang has no way to do the gang, and the two of us have no choice. ”

Both of them looked helpless, and Qiu Cheng drove the car and said lightly: "Then let's go back to my studio and have a look!" ”

"Why do you want to go back to Xiao Mu's studio?" Murong Wen didn't know what Qiu Cheng wanted to do.

"There's no choice but to go back and look for it," Qiu Cheng replied, "Although I've seen everything in it, I always feel a little strange." ”

Murong Wen glanced at him and said, "Here it is again, your feeling is here again, it seems that there is no time to be accurate, it won't be another problem that has been confirmed!" ”

"Nope!" Qiu Cheng shook his head and said: "Now there is no clue at all, I can only find it from the source, and the studio is where I started, didn't Lao Zhang say it?" He said that what Xu Jian said to him was, everything will start in February, and I will be there, a memory seller, and his studio is where it started. ”

Murong Wen nodded, and Qiu Cheng continued: "If there are no clues, there is no way!" ”

"So tell me why you don't feel right!" Murong Wen asked.

"Where can I make this clear!" Qiu Cheng was also helpless: "It's just because of the feeling, there are no clues, so go back and see, I hope to find clues!" ”

Murong Wen still treated each other with blank eyes, and there was a feeling in her heart that Qiu Cheng was becoming more and more unreliable.

In the end, they returned to the office building, it was still the same street, the same building, but Qiu Cheng seemed to feel strange, in his heart, if he thought he was Xiao Mu, then it was possible to regard this place as his home, and now he knew that he was not Xiao Mu, this place could only be regarded as someone else's home, even if he had the key, the things in it were for his own use, but it was not his own thing, he just stayed here.

Qiu Cheng and Murong Wen were in the studio, the two of them looked for things together, opened the information, and looked at everything the same, but they were looking at some things from the work of memory sellers.

They searched for it as soon as they arrived, but in the end, they all searched the studio, and they didn't find anything, it was all the stuff of those memory sellers, Qiu Cheng knew that this was prepared by the person who was premeditated, and maybe there would be no trace here.

In the end, it was all dark, and I didn't get a clue.