Liang Qingzhou has always been cheap, he just called Su Qingluo's little white face in front of Ling Xing, and he was still calling Xiao Baiface in front of Su Qingluo.

"Hey, damn little white face, where are you going to take me?"

As soon as the words fell, Su Qingluo stopped, he loosened Liang Qingzhou's clothes, and repeated: "Little white face?"

Liang Qingzhou stretched out his hand and stroked the wrinkled placket of his clothes, and his hands were clenched into fists and shook in front of Su Qingluo's eyes: "What's wrong with your little white face?"

As long as the men who are better looking than him must be little white faces.

Of course, only Shi Shu is an exception for him at the moment.

Su Qingluo narrowed his eyes, and the hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist.

He hadn't fought with Liang Qingzhou for a long time, and asked again, "Don't remember me?"

Liang Qingzhou's brain circuit is different from ordinary people, he scoffed at it, and thought that Su Qingluo was having a relationship with him: "What are you?" Do you want me to remember you? ”

As his words fell, a punch landed heavily on his chest.

Liang Qingzhou was caught off guard and coughed violently, but there was a vague fragment of the same beating in his memory.

Although the figure of the young man in his memory was blurry, the pain of the fist falling on him should be similar to that of now.

That's a real memory of muscle pain.

Liang Qingzhou was stunned for a while, looking at Su Qingluo's eyes with a hint of disbelief, his deep memories seemed to be sealed by something.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember, but vague fragments came and went in his mind.

After the physical pain eased, Liang Qingzhou began to be arrogant again, he waved his fist and wanted to hit Su Qingluo, but his arm was not long enough, and he couldn't hit it, so he had to say ruthlessly: "I warn you, don't be too arrogant, if you really fight, I'm afraid that you will immediately kneel on the ground and beg for mercy......"

Su Qingluo didn't mean to get used to him at all, and swung another punch on his left chest, and now Liang Qingzhou's left and right chests were circled, which was fair.

Liang Qingzhou: "...... Exercise! ”

However, this punch was not in vain, and Liang Qingzhou remembered one word - Su.

He was extremely sure that the boy in front of him was surnamed Su, so he asked, "Tell grandpa, is your surname Su?"

Tell...... Who?

Bang bang and two fists hammered on Liang Qingzhou's chest, Liang Qingzhou's face was full of pain masks, and he was still talking cheaply: "Tell grandpa, Su... Clear ......"

The last word couldn't be said, Su Qingluo knew that Liang Qingzhou's body was not as painful as he appeared, and he had already collected a lot of strength when he hit him.

When he hit Liang Qingzhou's last two punches, Liang Qingzhou finally pronounced his name in full: "Su Qingluo!"

Su Qingluo paused, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "Remembered me?"

Liang Qingzhou squatted on the ground with his chest covered, and took several breaths before scratching his head in wonder: "Strange, why do I seem to have forgotten you during this time?"

At the same time, Ling Xing, who had been watching the excitement from the sidelines, also came over, she witnessed the whole process, and she was even more speechless to Liang Qingzhou.

She pointed at Su Qingluo and asked Liang Qingzhou, "Do you know what his name is?"

Liang Qingzhou rolled his eyes: "Su Qingluo."

Ling Xing and Su Qingluo glanced at each other, and both of them saw surprise and surprise in each other's eyes.

It turns out that the memory sealed by the system is not impossible to crack, and everything is solved with a beating.

But Liang Qingzhou's beating is already a muscle memory, because he used to be cheap, and he repeatedly provoked Su Qingluo, and he was used to being beaten by Su Qingluo for a long time.

So now that he was beaten again, he easily remembered Su Qingluo.

How can someone who hasn't been beaten by Su Qingluo recover the sealed memory?

……

It's good to rent more than one in the summer vacation of the second year of high school, and this month, Ling Xing spent almost all of his time studying and reading books.

During this time, not only Liang Qingzhou remembered Su Qingluo, but even Shi Shu gradually remembered Su Qingluo.

The reason is that one day Su Qingluo went to Ling Xing's house, and when he was studying with Ling Xing, Shi Shu probably thought that it was good to use the two of them as scenery, so he drew them and Liang Qingzhou on the drawing board together.

After only drawing one picture, Shi Shu remembered Su Qingluo's surname in his mind.

Shi Shu doesn't like to talk, but that doesn't mean he's stupid, he thinks it's a little weird.

In the second painting, Shi Shu remembered the first word of Su Qingluo's name: Qing.

This incident can no longer be described as a coincidence.

When he painted a picture at the end, Shi Shu's memory was sealed in his mind and finally unsealed completely, and he remembered all of Su Qingluo's names, including what had happened before.

At the same time, it was difficult for him to be as polite to Su Qingluo as he was when he sealed his memories.

At this time, Ling Xing and Su Qingluo completely understood that as long as it was something related to Su Qingluo that had happened before, if they repeated it, they would make up for Su Qingluo's missing memory.

This discovery was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise.

But there is another thing that is very annoying, that is, Ji Yan.

Ji Yan doesn't remember Su Qingluo, according to the plot in the book at this time, Ji Yan feels good about himself, and at this time he feels so handsome that he is boundless.

Su Qingluo looked at Ji Yan standing outside the door through the glass window, his brows furrowed slightly.

In his past impression, Ling Xing and Ji Yan had torn their faces several times, and Ji Yan no longer had fun coming to Ling Xing.

What happened during this time?

Staring at Ji Yan for a while, Su Qing suddenly said, "I'm really a little envious of him......

Ling Xing twitched the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of words, 'Are you okay?' ’。

Envy Ji Yan?

What do you envy Ji Yan, envy Ji Yan for central air conditioning, or envy him for being a mom boy?

Ling Xing bumped Su Qingluo's shoulder and asked, "Why envy him?" ”

Su Qingluo stared out of the window for a while, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a face that seemed to be smiling, "Of course I envy him for what has happened so much, and he can still live happily and carefree like a fool." ”

Ling Xing: "......"

Not to mention, she is also a little envious, but she really can't envy this.

Recently, Qiu Yilin's circle of friends has been updated very frequently, and I don't know where she went, so she spends her days taking pictures of scenery and food.

Occasionally, there are some selfies of her, and in the photos she is smiling happily.

Ling Xing couldn't help but think that Qiu Yilin said that these people were paper people all day long, but when she was enjoying this world, she didn't treat this world as fake at all, nor did she treat the surrounding vendors as paper people.

Why did she say that they were paper people when she was doing tasks?

Ling Xing knew that Qiu Yilin was out of town, and the system gave her time to adjust her emotions, and she could only continue to come back to do tasks with peace of mind after she was distracted.

In the last year of high school, Qiu Yilin's success in this year is success, and failure is failure.

(End of chapter)