My girlfriend is from the future!

"This is real?"

The silence in the atmosphere and the anxiety in the emotions made Wen Liang turn his head to the side as if to hide something, and asked the director team who were already on standby a few meters away.

"Of course it's true. All the rules and purposes were made clear to the male guest on his way here, unless he didn't notice it himself. But Director He went back and forth to Niu Jiao Alley twice, so he shouldn't have remembered it wrong~"

Director Xiang Kui, who was sitting on the ground monitoring the progress of the program, smiled, and that smile was full of incitement. Not only her, but also the photographers with various cameras behind her, the makeup artists and the field assistants who were responsible for touch-up makeup all expressed a subtle "knock on the door" expression at the corners of their mouths at the scene that was about to happen.

A confession, even if it is fake, would make anyone feel uncomfortable if they are stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes.

"Well... come on, it's time to test your sense of faith."

Wen Liang changed the subject and threw all the responsibility onto He Tianran. She should just pretend to be relaxed, because she wasn't the one who took the initiative to confess...

"I...I sued..."

"What did you sue?"

"Just now... doesn't it count?"

"What do you think!"

Wen Liang, who had planned to use his entire life's acting skills to manage his facial expressions, suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. What happened just now was nothing!

He came here rashly, saying that he would love even when he died, and that he was the last love-brained person in the apocalypse. Was this a complaint or a confession?
Who will let you pass with such perfunctory words?

Wen Liang attributed her current mood to the fact that she had to wait for an hour in vain during today's recording. After all, her script's starting point was here, and the script clearly stated that she had to wait here and couldn't go anywhere else. However, bystanders can see things more clearly, and maybe even she herself had overlooked it. There were similar plot designs in several previous programs, but Wen Liang was not in this state at that time...

To put it bluntly, in variety shows, all elements are a mixture of truth and falsehood. Although the director team hopes that the guests will take the script design seriously, when it comes to some aspects that touch on personal emotions, Wen Liang will always show habitual courtesy and straightforwardness.

If it were any other time, and the rival guest was replaced by Sui Chulang or Luo Que, or even any of the flying guests in the previous episodes, Director Xiang Kui was 100% sure that Wen Liang would definitely play it safe and cooperate with the other party to fool people. There was no way she would have the attitude of a girl who would persist to the end.

"Remember to add a line of fancy words here later."

Xiang Kui whispered something to the post-production girl who was following the group.

The little classmate, who had been looking at the two people arguing in front of him, leaned down, took out a pen and notebook, and asked:
"Sister Xiang, what's the content?"

"Here we mix some shots of Wen Liang waiting, and then jump to the close-up of the two of them now. The words on the flower say, 'For confession, I also want to be treated well, even at the end of the world.'"

After saying that, Xiang Kui was also touched by the little inspiration she got after she revealed Wen Liang's little thoughts, and stars appeared in the eyes of both women.

"Ding--!"

In front of the camera, just as He Tianran was scratching his head and thinking of words, the production crew naturally wouldn't let the two of them be awkward here for such a good scene. Their watches rang at the same time, and new scripts and rules were sent to them.

"Trigger the "symbiotic" relationship achievement event - confession. You seem to have remembered something, so there are new rules in this section.

1) When confessing, the person being confessed must press the other person's heart with his hand throughout the confession to activate the "heartbeat synchronization monitor". This function will accelerate the memory value gained by both parties.

2) When confessing, the confessor must come up with a name related to the other party, and the content of the confession will be based on this. When the person being confessed agrees, he or she must also come up with a name and respond to the other party. From then on, before the world collapses, please continue to call each other like this to improve each other's memory.

If the symbiotic relationship is achieved, the memory progress function and memory will be enabled. "

After reading the new rules, He Tianran finally understood why Bai Lingye and Sui Chulang's shameful actions and lines came from when they went to the other end of the alley...

He Tianran asked: "What do you want me to call you?"

"You have to decide for yourself. You are the one confessing your feelings! And I warn you, if you name me something really ugly, I won't agree to it!"

Wen Liang warned and raised her hand. The man didn't understand and stepped back subconsciously, but the girl reacted faster. She leaned forward, grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of her.

"Think carefully, your name is related to the content of your confession, use your brain and make one up quickly!"

The girl's tone was playful at first, but she suddenly smiled brightly after she finished speaking. She patted He Tianran's wrinkled collar, then moved her right hand down and pressed on his left chest. The countdown interface on the watch instantly switched to that of a heart rate monitor.

The physical contact, and the position of the heart, made their eyes slightly deviate even though they were only an arm's length apart...

Feeling the man's beating heartbeat in her palm, Wen Liang pretended to be natural and habitually let out a long, teasing sound from her nose in order to avoid being speechless during this time when she was brewing the content of her confession to He Tianran.

"Um--"

He Tianran on the opposite side was stunned. The girl's habit of making a meaningless sound was like a tranquilizer. The man's originally uneasy expression gradually softened, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at the other person became calm and deep.

In his ears, Wen Liang continued:

"Your heart is beating so fast~ I haven't even started talking yet and it's already 117. What are you thinking about~"

Wen Liang glanced at the number on his wrist, stirring the other person's emotions with his words.

Unexpectedly, He Tianran raised his right hand, pointed to his heart rate which was only around 100, and said with a smile:
"That one on your wrist is your heartbeat, this one is mine. I haven't even started yet and you're already 117. What are you thinking about?"

"I~!"

The staff around her burst into laughter. Wen Liang, who had been on high ground just a second ago, was instantly defeated. Not only did she blush with embarrassment, but the number on her wrist soared to 131. She could even imagine that this segment would not need any canned laughter after being edited out, and the live ambient sound would be enough.

"...Hurry up, don't make me...wait too long."

Wen Liang lowered her head in shame. She had made such a fool of herself. She wanted to get angry, but it was inappropriate in front of the camera. She could only stare at the ground and urge him softly. The next moment, she heard a long-lost, unhurried, gentle response in her ears:

"Okay, I'll start then, old classmate..."

Wenrou suddenly raised her head and looked at He Tianran's clear and determined eyes...

For a moment, the girl felt that this look of He Tianran was so familiar to her. It was like she had seen him unconditionally accommodating and indulging herself in something she had done wrong, somewhere before, as if it was a long, long time ago...

"Today... I don't have any memory of you. I can't remember anything about our past, but when I let my instinct drive me here and saw you, something deep in my heart told me strongly that we must have known each other for a long time..."

He Tianran's voice was slow. The personality in his body now was not the "writer" who was in control of the situation, nor was it the "young man" who was ignorant of the world. Instead, it was the "lead singer" who had sang a song with Wen Liang on the balcony and then quickly disappeared.

The "writer" discovered that, unlike the other two personalities which still had some memories, this personality had almost no memory of his social experiences. He seemed to have appeared out of thin air, like a wandering ghost in the world. Only by a ray of moonlight could one glimpse a little of his shape.

And this moonlight is warm and cool.

The "writer" noticed this. In fact, for him and the "boy", it was not realistic to interact naturally with Wen Liang in front of the camera. They both had an innate hatred for the girl. Although the root of this hatred could no longer be found in this world, in order to complete his plan, he had to take the initiative to create some opportunities for the "lead singer" to wake up again, and he also hoped to obtain more secrets hidden in the same soul among their three personalities through this method.

So now, it seems that I have really gained something unexpected from the pen that fell under the "Writer" project.

“How strong is this feeling…

Just like now, I can see you clearly, you are no longer a vague figure in my deprived memory, but I still desperately want to recall what kind of relationship we had before...

Just now, I… imagined a lot of things at once. At first, I thought we might be colleagues secretly dating in the office, or childhood sweethearts, or even strangers who passed by each other in the vast crowd and looked back at each other. But my feeling told me that we should have known each other for longer, so long… it could be three hundred and sixty days, twenty-four months, or even one thousand seven hundred years…

So the title of "old schoolmate" is my definition of our relationship based on my own feelings...

Although this name is not very intimate, it is not distant. Just as amnesia makes the concept of time infinitely stretched, my feelings for you have never been erased by memory.

But now, I don’t want to stop here…”

He Tianran raised his wrist and glanced at his gradually rising heartbeat. At this moment, everyone was immersed in his "improvisational" tenderness and affection. They held their breath involuntarily, and there was no movement at the scene, because they knew that he still had one last sentence to say.

I saw him slowly and gently press his hand on the other white palm that had been touching his heart. With his warm and cool eyebrows trembling slightly, he smiled cheerfully and said:
"Old classmate, please believe me. In this world where you are losing your memories and gradually collapsing, if my heartbeat can be your ticket to escape death, then I will go all out and be willing to pay for the fuel of your soul."

“OHHHHHHHHH——!!”

All the staff present, both men and women, sincerely felt a sweet feeling that made their scalps tingle and their skin crawl. They all admired He Tianran for being able to come up with such a confession line in such a short time after understanding the plot and rules.

But, is this really just a romantic love story made up on the spot just to cope with the show?
There is no need for bystanders to delve into this question. What they care about most is Wen Liang's answer.

"Pay attention to the timing when editing, insert a sponsor advertisement~"

Xiang Kui whispered the instructions, but this time the assistant did not answer. He stared at the two of them the whole time, as if his eyes were separated from his brain, and his hands kept writing and drawing on the memo.

The monitor was showing a close-up of Wen Liang. In the video, she looked at He Tianran deeply, then squinted her eyes in disbelief, tilted her head slightly, and revealed a subtle expression of wanting to say something but stopping herself. She said:
"You mean...if only one of us can survive the apocalypse, you will give me the chance?"

This is a very strategic rhetorical question. Wen Liang was obviously not fooled by He Tianran's confession just now. Although this answer would be a bit snobbish in an ordinary scenario, as a variety show that combines entertainment and strategy, there is no problem in saying this. The audience who saw this can even imagine that Wen Liang will use He Tianran's promise later to complete certain links alone, which is also in line with Wen Liang's personality of liking to be alone in the previous episodes.

"Yes."

He Tianran answered without hesitation.

"But you didn't ask me if I was willing to leave alone, so don't make such a decision on your own, okay...?"

Wen Liang gently turned over the hand that was covered by He Tianran. The man was startled and saw him looking at the hand that was slowly clasping his fingers together.

"I also... don't remember you. As you said, before we had memories, we could have any relationship, but now we are more like strangers, a pair of passers-by who passed by each other, not remembering each other's names, pasts, experiences. You are Passer-by A, and I am Classmate B, but none of this matters anymore.

I still want to thank you for telling me these sincere words eleven hours before the end of the world. But I'm afraid I can't bear the promise of escaping with my life, and what we are going to establish, isn't a 'symbiotic' relationship?

So, can you change your previous decision? "

"Change to...what?"

"You are so smart, do you still need me to tell you?"

Facing the bright light in the girl's eyes, He Tianran pursed his lips and changed his words after careful consideration:
"Well, old classmate, are you willing to face the end of the world with me?"

Wen Liang raised He Tianran's hand and shook it, with a huge smile on his face.

“If tomorrow comes, we will continue to love each other.

If today is the end of the world, I am willing to watch the world collapse in front of our eyes with you...

Even though, in my memory, you are just a passerby. "

Old classmate, passerby.

These two words, which seem a bit extreme in describing the relationship but seem to be extremely close, have become the only names they recognize in this world of amnesia and in the sound of each other's heartbeats.

When heartbeat becomes your ticket to escape death, for whom do you dare to pay for the fuel of your soul?
"Ding--"

With the reminder of the watch, they welcomed new tasks and rules. (End of this chapter)