My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 2 How to prove
"Ok?"

Zhuang Xiaogang's mind was still a little confused after waking up.

He felt that this sense of déjà vu was a bit strong. It seemed that he had seen a similar news push yesterday.

“I don’t remember it being seven to zero.”

After getting up, Zhuang Xiao scratched his belly and went to the bathroom to wash up.

But when he raised his hand to take the toothbrush and mouthwash cup, he was stunned - there were two mouthwash cups hanging on the wall, and even two toothbrushes.

He obviously lives alone, so why does he have two sets of toiletries?

After washing up in no time, Zhuang Xiaofei ran back to the bedroom and turned on his mobile phone, but the text message had disappeared.

Zhuang Xiao was stunned.

"Where's the text message?"

He had the recollection of never deleting any text messages, but at this moment his mobile phone's text message box was filled with countless spam messages taking up the phone's memory.

Zhuang Xiao turned around and rushed into the bathroom again. His eyes quickly moved to the two mouthwash cups and two toothbrushes.

Both were electric toothbrushes, one of which was dark blue with water dripping from it; he had just used it.

The other one was of the same pink and white color. Zhuang Xiao reached out and touched it, and found that the bristles were dry.

He looked back and saw two face towels hanging on the wall behind him.

One of them was slightly damp and was the one he had used, and the other was also dry.

Zhuang Xiao opened his phone again and looked through the address book and WeChat contacts. There was no one with names like "baby", "wife", or "daughter-in-law", but all the other contacts were people he knew.

Zhuang Xiao put down his phone, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, he sat on the sofa in the living room, silently poured a cup of hot tea, then took out a pen and paper and began to sort out his thoughts.

“1. Apart from a toothbrush, a mouthwash cup and a face towel in the bathroom, there was no sign that another person had lived in the house. There was no clothing, shoes or cosmetics.

“2. The text message disappeared, but I am sure it exists because I was woken up by the text message ringtone in the morning, and I did not delete the text message.

"3. I remember very clearly that the World Cup qualifiers between China and Japan had just ended, but the news push on my phone just now said that the match would not start until tonight. I checked and it was true."

After finishing writing, Zhuang Xiao picked up the notebook and carefully looked at the three places that made him feel inconsistent.

What we need to do now is to verify these three points one by one.

The first one cannot be verified for the time being, but the second one can.

Zhuang Xiao tore off the paper, folded it and put it in his arms, then called the company to ask for leave.

The company said that they would hold a welcome party for a new colleague today, but seeing that he still insisted on taking leave, they gave him leave anyway.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Xiao rushed to Longteng Road Police Station without stopping.

Dong Zeyu is a policeman there and can help him find the source of the text message.

Riding a magenta lamb-smooth scooter, Zhuang Xiao arrived at the Longteng Road Police Station. He locked the bike at the door and called Dong Zeyu. After a while, Dong Zeyu came out and took him to the office.

Dong Zeyu poured him a cup of hot water with a disposable cup, then saw him looking around, so he smiled and said, "My master and the others went out on a police call, leaving me on duty. Brother Zhuang, why are you not at work today and coming to see me? Didn't you say we would watch the game together tonight?"

"I need your help with something." Zhuang Xiao got straight to the point. "Can you help me check the text message and see when it was sent?"

Dong Zeyu smiled bitterly, "Brother, this kind of thing is not allowed now. We are not allowed to check other people's information for no reason."

"It's my own message." Zhuang Xiao took a sip of hot water, "I want to check when I sent a text message, and it was sent to myself."

"That's no problem." Dong Zeyu turned on the computer and started to operate it. "What text message?"

Zhuang Xiao told him about the text message.

Dong Zeyu almost laughed out loud when he saw it, "You really know how to have fun. You sent this kind of text message to yourself? And you even said 'You really have a girlfriend'. Brother Zhuang, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why don't you just follow your uncle and aunt and go on a blind date."

Zhuang Xiao remained calm and said, "Let's talk about it later. Help me check it first."

Well, the first point has also been verified. Dong Zeyu's cognition is the same as mine, and they both think they are single and have no girlfriend. Now let's look at the second point.

"Okay, nothing's wrong now anyway." Dong Zeyu worked on the computer for a while, then raised his eyebrows subconsciously, "Huh?"

Zhuang Xiao came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Dong Zeyu looked back at him and said, "Your mobile number did not send any text messages between 12 o'clock last night and 8 o'clock this morning, and of course you did not receive any text messages."

After a pause, he hesitated, "Brother Zhuang, are you sure you are not teasing me?"

"Even if I'm teasing you, I wouldn't do it in a way that would make me look bad." Zhuang Xiao rolled his eyes and then pressed him, "Really? You didn't check it, but you checked it because of our relationship."

"I really checked, and there really is nothing." Dong Zeyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "To be honest, I thought you were trying to trick me. There were clearly no text messages on your phone."

Zhuang Xiao didn't say anything, but frowned.

Dong Zeyu stopped laughing when he saw this. "Did something happen?"

Zhuang Xiao pondered for a moment and then told what happened yesterday.

He and Dong Zeyu grew up together, and although Dong Zeyu is fat, he is a genuine good policeman, so Zhuang Xiao trusts him very much.

After listening to Zhuang Xiao's explanation, a hint of worry emerged in Dong Zeyu's eyes, but he concealed it well.

"So what's your verdict?"

Zhuang Xiao took a sip of water with a serious expression, "Old Lin, you know the meaning of déjà vu, right?"

Dong Zeyu nodded. "'Hippocampus effect', I had a classmate who was a psychology minor in college, and he told me about it."

The so-called "hippocampus effect" refers to the feeling of déjà vu that things or scenes that have never been experienced before seem to have been experienced at some time and place.

This comes from the brain's association, which associates similar things into similar images.

For example, if you didn’t do your homework, you would worry that the teacher would find out and make you stand in the corner in class the next day, so you would have similar dreams or similar image associations in your brain.

Then the next day you were actually punished to stand in the corner, and it felt like this scene had happened before.

"So my conclusion is that either what I just said was just a sense of déjà vu, or..."

After a pause, Zhuang Xiao added, "I'm back to 'yesterday'."

Dong Zeyu's eyes became more worried when he heard this, "Brother Zhuang, do you want me to contact your uncle and aunt?"

Zhuang Xiao was happy, "Why, do you think I should go to the White Horse Temple?"

What he was referring to was naturally not the White Horse Temple, a 4A-level tourist attraction, but the White Horse Temple Fifth People's Hospital, which mainly treats mental illnesses.

Dong Zeyu sighed, "I just think you might be under too much pressure recently."

"I know, but this has nothing to do with that, at least not for now."

Zhuang Xiao stroked the disposable water cup in his hand, "Lao Lin, I just want to prove that this is not a sense of déjà vu or mental illness. If it's just me, I can't prove it, so only another person can prove it."

Dong Zeyu sat up straight, "How to prove it?"

"You like watching football games, right?" Zhuang Xiao asked him.

"Yes, my home team is Nottingham Forest. I read about it in a novel when I was in school." Dong Zeyu was stunned for a moment before reacting, "No, Brother Zhuang, are you going to predict the outcome of the Chinese national football team's World Cup qualifier tonight? Even an idiot knows that the Chinese national football team can't beat the Japanese."

Zhuang Xiao smiled but said nothing.

Dong Zeyu suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Impossible! The Chinese national football team won!?"

"You're more daring than me." Zhuang Xiao rolled his eyes, "Of course I lose."

"Tsk, what's the use? Even a fool knows that you can't win." Dong Zeyu curled his lips.

"But I know the exact score."

Zhuang Xiao raised his hand and gestured, "Seven to zero, the final score is seven to zero."

(End of this chapter)