The most serious problem with a hangover is that the more you use your brain, the more it hurts.

Lin Zhexun felt like Xia Ziwei, who was pressed to the ground by Mama Gui, and then Mama Rong raised a silver needle and pierced her body. Following the silver needle into his body are the languages of different language systems, strange characters and unique life memories. These things also poured into the already chaotic brain along with the pain.

Stumbling over to the sink, desperately unscrewing the faucet, and then catching the water with both hands. Then with the greatest strength, rub your face.

The soreness and coolness of his face made him feel like his soul was back in his body, and the pain and confusion in his brain gradually disappeared.

Lin Zhexun, who thought that crossing was a great thing before, is now starting to coax. He also officially began to look at his environment. After all, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to win a hundred battles. This is a famous quote left by our ancestors.

Especially when it was the first time I crossed, I didn't have much experience. Therefore, Lin Zhexun could only keep his anxiety and excitement of regaining his life in his heart.

I looked at my environment. Black, white and grey marble, post-modern style vanity. On top of that, Lin can also see a beautifully packaged bottle of perfume carefully placed in a more conspicuous place, with a few Hermès letters flashing on the bottle.

Lin Zhexun had seen these letters, and he remembered that when he was in college, the school flower of their school carried this kind of bag with words.

That day, Lin Zhexun finally mustered up the courage to talk, but he saw a big rough hand on the other party's shoulder. A greasy middle-aged man talked and laughed with his dream girl, and the two of them got into a Porsche sports car together and left.

This made Lin Zhexun feel very aggrieved, so he secretly remembered the little Hermès on the bag and prepared to give it to the class flower in his class. As a result, I went back to check, good guy, this number is much more than Lin Zhexun's family's savings.

Therefore, after seeing this bottle of perfume, Lin Zhexun probably knew that this was a high-end hotel that needed a few thousand dollars a night, so high-end that only the kind of hotel where rich people would live in movies such as "Little Times" and "The Great Gatsby".

The human brain is not a computer, and memory is not a document.

Most people's memories are like "learning materials", and it is impossible to remember who the main actor is and what the plot is like just by looking at a few simple letters and numbers.

What? Can anyone really recall all the plots just by looking at the letters and numbers?

Therefore, Lin Zhexun fell into confusion. Because he couldn't recall any reason why he was or why he was here. He now has another memory of Lin Zhexun, but there is only a rough fragment of this memory:

"Lin Zhe asked you if this kid really hasn't changed."

"Aren't seniors too?"

"Don't be sad, I believe the other party is blind. In our high school circle, who doesn't know that you Lin Zhexun is a man with great potential. Even I, a senior, have heard of your name. When you were admitted to Seoul National University, almost all of our seniors were proud of you. ”

"But I was dumped. Ridiculous, ridiculous. ”

"If you're really sad, drink a little more and numb yourself. When you get drunk, you forget everything. ”

Loud voices, friends, exams, women, nightclubs, cold liquor. There is also the scene of being helped out of the nightclub, and a person who claims to be a senior pats his back and says: Don't hold what you spit out, don't flow backwards into the trachea.

In the end, I comforted myself to relax, the days ahead are still long, just a woman and something like that.

Then he seemed to be supported by his seniors and left.

It's messy, it's sad, it's painful.

However, there is nothing beyond that. It's like a hidden folder on your hard drive, which may or may not exist.

Lin Zhexun squatted on the cold marble floor, under the severe pain, his brain began to run rapidly, at least he could recall most of the life of the previous "Lin Zhexun", and then walked out of the bathroom to face the future.

However, if everything can be done as you wish, then it cannot be called life.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell.

The rapid and screeching of a cell phone ringing came from outside the bathroom.

10 seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds, the phone ringtone kept repeating, as if it would not stop until everyone in the room woke up.

Lin Zhexun quietly opened the toilet door with doubts, and found that the position where he got up was messy, and not far from the place where he slept before, the quilt was slightly bulging, like a white ball.

However, under the bell of the masterpiece, Bai Tuanzi moved slightly, as if blocking his ears, and then continued to sleep.

So is the person lying in bed now the same senior who drank last night?

Following the source of the sound, Lin Zhexun, who was half-naked, walked to his mobile phone in a few steps. Looking at the two Korean characters "Mom" on the mobile phone screen, he took a deep breath and solemnly pressed the call button.

"Hello?" Lin Zhexun replied politely. He still doesn't know very well the relationship between Lin Zhexun and his mother before, and the most important thing is that he can't do this kind of thing by calling a "stranger" mother.

"Son? You didn't come back last night, and your dad just asked you where you were at the dinner table. Why is there no shadow after the exam? Also, I want to talk to you about whether to go to the procuratorate or the court? The other party's tone was very calm and gentle.

Lin Zhexun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that the other party still didn't know that something big had happened to his son.

Wait a minute??? Prosecutor's Office or Court?? Was that self summoned before???? Guilty of ????

"This ...... What do you say? ”

"How do I know? I don't understand these things. The other party's voice paused, "What did your senior Xu say last night?" ”

"Senior Xu?" Lin Zhexun was stunned for a moment, his eyes glanced at the undulating white dumplings, and it seemed that his senior's surname was Xu. But to be honest, I really only remember a little bit of last night, and the ghost knows what the two of them talked about at the wine table.

"Didn't you talk about that last night?" The sound is a bit different.

Lin Zhexun resisted Mama Rong's pinprick brain, and recalled a little hesitantly: "Ah...... This one...... I can't remember a bit, I've been drinking. ”

"Then you turn on the phone on speakerphone, and I'll ask you Senior Xu."

"The senior may not have woken up yet."

"It's okay, I'll wake up if I shout."

Lin Zhexun was a little helpless, so he could only follow Lin's mother's instructions, turn on the hands-free mode, and walk to the bedside.