I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"Hey, pay attention, don't let your mind wander..." However, what came from the headset was the sound of him hanging up the phone.

“...This guy...” At least let him finish his words.

But...speaking of the current situation.

I looked back at the two men.

Yehui is standing in front of my bookshelf, probably looking for a book that interests him.

And Lingcan was sitting at my desk reading comics.

Come to think of it, if I tell others about this situation... "Two beautiful girls are in my room"... it's impossible not to cause a sensation.

"Well, are you done?" After realizing my dull gaze, Lingcan turned around and asked from where she was sitting at my desk reading comics and drinking a drink.

"Um... yeah, maybe another time."

I said as I left the computer desk, then I realized something. If I remember correctly... she should have just said she doesn't drink carbonated drinks, and... I don't remember taking two bottles, so...

"That's the one I drank, right..." To be on the safe side, I pointed at the can in her hand and asked.

"Yes, but I don't mind, so you don't need to feel any psychological burden."

"..."

Why is she so calm? Should she say, "As expected of a returned overseas Chinese, she's open-minded"? Or should she reflect on whether she's watched too many romantic comedies and keeps imagining the indirect kissing trope as overused?

"In that case, let's talk about what we didn't finish talking about before." Ling Can glanced at Ye Hui who was attracted by the topic, but didn't pay attention to her gaze. Then he said to me, "It's the topic that was interrupted just now."

"What do you want to say?" Although I didn't pay attention to what she said at the time.

"Well, since you're not playing games anymore, that means you have free time in the afternoon," she confirmed.

"Um...yeah." I nodded.

Then I noticed that Ye Hui's attention was also attracted by this sentence. After hearing my answer, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed... It seems that something is going on... Ah, I think I know what it is.

Then, the two of them spoke.

"Well then." "Well then..."

"Let's go out and play together," "Let's discuss the next plot,"

"How is it? (×2)"

The two of them spoke at the same frequency.

..................

"and many more..."

Although the situation is not clear, he looks like an evil winner in life.

"Plot? What plot?" Ling Can suddenly realized what Ye Hui had just mentioned. "What are you discussing?"

"...No, nothing."

Probably because he didn’t want others to know, Ye Hui quickly denied what he had said before, “It’s just…it’s just…”

"We just happened to like the same book, and we occasionally guessed the direction of the story." I pointed to the book in her hand and said, "That's the one."

Actually, that's the book I wrote. My senior insisted I use it for reference, so he's kept it with me ever since. Now that I've noticed it, I'll find a chance to return it to him one of these days.

"Is that so... Well, never mind." Lingcan acted as if nothing had happened. "In that case, how about going out and playing together? It must be boring at home."

I have to say, Ling Can is quite understanding. After noticing Ye Hui's reluctance to speak, he stopped asking. Someone who truly refused to give me face would probably have followed my attempt to smooth things over and said, "I happen to like this book too. Why don't we discuss it together?" This would have made the atmosphere awkward.

However, the initiative is now in her hands... In that case, let her do what she wants. I already know what Ye Hui is thinking.

"I don't have any objection...Yehui, what about you...do you want to come with us?"

Ah, come to think of it, would it be too conspicuous to go shopping with two girls?

"Is that okay?... Although I don't have any other plans today, if Lingcan only wants to be with you..."

"That's fine..." This wasn't my own words, because I felt that traveling with just one person was probably the best option. The person who chose to go with me was none other than Ling Can, who never shied away from trouble.

"Well... that's fine."

Anyway, this is not the first time that he has done something ostentatious.

[Easter egg?]

When the unusual becomes everyday, people naturally don't notice the changes in themselves, even though they are gradually becoming different from before.

When I realize it, "I" is no longer me.

Laughing, worrying, looking forward to the so-called hopeful tomorrow, and gradually falling asleep.

Then, everyone will once again realize that the ordinary is... unusual.

Can it be a chance encounter?

Do humans really have a so-called forgetting period?

As time goes by, the memories in my brain are gradually erased, and then I no longer remember anything related to it, as if it never happened. If someone mentions it occasionally, I will just smile indifferently, as if it never happened to me.

History as we know it is fragile, so fragile that it can be altered by one person, so fragile that it becomes blurred by rumors. No matter what happens, I just hope I can forget the past, forget the days I wasted my time on, forget those memories that were devoid of joy.

Because we can't do it, we have to think about doing it.

I long for a morning when I wake up knowing only my name is Ming Xinxi, that my favorite person is Li Yinghui, and that she's right by my side. I know I love dressing up but don't know how, and that Xiaohui is always there to guide me. Others see me as cheerful but not good at communicating, and in private, I only smile when she's around me. My memories are of a happy and warm family, a carefree extracurricular life, a normal campus, and friendly classmates.

Just like that, living an ordinary life and having simple happiness.

"I really want that..."

Muttering to myself, I opened my eyes and a ray of light appeared in my blurry vision.

Is it morning already? But why am I feeling so sleepy? My eyelids are so heavy, as if they are trying to stop me from separating them.

"Hmm..." After regaining some consciousness, I began to rub my eyes with my hands to open them a little, then stood up and looked out the window, and found that it was just the light from the advertising sign opposite.

"Ah...damn it..."

This is what is called light pollution...

Although I was a little angry, I could do nothing but scratch my sleep-ruffled hair and prepare to get up to close the curtains. Out of habit, I briefly checked my memory... something I do every morning.

What? I haven't lost my memory after all. I can clearly remember things I don't want to remember.

Come to think of it, by confirming this day by day, am I inadvertently strengthening my memory? But this situation is simply unavoidable, just like when you find a loose tooth, you can't help licking it. Even though you feel the pain, you keep touching it and can't control it... and you will only stop doing this after the tooth falls out.

However, those things that I don’t want to recall keep popping up in my mind unintentionally. In other words, the only way to stop recalling them is to completely forget them.

So, people who can forget the past must be happy... break away from everything in the past and enjoy the present life to the fullest.

If there really is such a person, I would like to meet him.

"what..."

After realizing that I was distracted, I quietly closed the curtains.

How naive! Even if such people exist... perhaps there is nothing to envy.

"Sleeping for a while~"

Convincing myself in this way, I lay down on the bed just like before, feeling the warmth left by myself before getting up, and slowly closed my eyes.

.....

After a few minutes, my eyes opened quickly again, without a trace of obstruction. This was only natural...

"Well, I can't sleep..."

Chapter 23: Can it be considered a chance encounter?

"Well..."

Even without the alarm clock, I still woke up on time at seven o'clock in the morning.

"..."

After a brief pause, he began to change his clothes. If he prepared breakfast from now on, it would be ready for Xiaoqian to eat when she woke up... So, what should he make for breakfast today?

How about a fried egg on toast? I'm afraid we're out of bacon in the fridge, so could we use another meat? The only drink I can drink seems to be milk... Even though Xiao Qian isn't a big fan, I'm sure she'll drink a bottle of hot milk.

Thinking this way, I opened the door and walked into the living room. The aroma of food followed.

"...?"

My first reaction was that I was still asleep, because Xiao Qian definitely wouldn't be awake at this time. However...

"Oh, Xiaohui, you're awake~ That's right, it's already past seven after all." It was Xiaoqian who popped her head out of the kitchen at this moment, the one who wouldn't get up unless I urged her...Xiaoqian?

"How about it? I tried it on. Does it look good?" After seeing me standing there in a daze, she came directly from the kitchen to the living room. Only then did I notice that my apron was worn by her. Because of her chest, the length of the apron seemed to be shortened. When she spun, the straps also spun with her, which looked... very beautiful.

A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, for no apparent reason.

"Is... is this the meal you cooked?" I noticed something unusual when I sniffed the fragrance in the air again, "Aren't you a bad cook?" So it would be normal for the air to be filled with the smell of something burnt.

"I knew cooking for myself would be a disaster."

It turns out that I am still somewhat aware of it.

"So I just went to prepare some hot milk for you. I bought it outside this morning."

"...What..." So that's what it is...

"But why do you have to get up so early?" Generally speaking...

"I don't know either. Anyway, let's eat first." She smiled and walked behind me, gently pushing me, "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. If you don't hurry up, the food you bought will be cold in the morning."

"Uh... yeah."

I don't know why, but she seemed more anxious than I was.

"We still have important things to do later, right?"

"?"

important things?

....................

"Isn't this... too much of a gamble?"

Xiaohui, walking down the street with me, asked me with some concern. However, I saw a hint of anticipation in her eyes... anticipation of running into that person without warning, just like last time.

Once something happens, people want it to happen again. Even if the probability is tiny, people still hope for a miracle to happen.

"What luck..."

What is my luck like?

I must be very lucky to have met her... But why is her heart so attached to someone else? It turns out that I am not lucky, just because of that person's existence.

Just because he exists.

We should be each other's support.

"Um?"

After noticing my gaze, those eyes narrowed slightly and a smile appeared.

And he must not have seen that helpless look in those eyes... he was not by her side.

"He's been away from me for a long time..."

When beautiful lips tell of sorrow.

"Choosing one career and dedicating it to his life, that might be his best ending."

When those eyes sparkled with tears.

"...You're like that too, right..."

When those hands gently stroked my face.

"...The people around us... have all left us."

As tears streamed down her cheeks.