Chapter 786
The boat listening to the pier, it was time to start, the rumbling sound of the motor sounded, the boat has been replaced with a new one, although it is still the old style, but it looks much stronger and safer.

The boat was full of people, probably going to the market.

The two of them were sitting side by side looking at the scenery, but Cheng Zihan caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of his eyes.

She subconsciously sat up straight and looked towards the man.

A dark blue hooded sweater, black trousers, black cloth shoes, long hair with a small braid tied in the back, expressionless face, and a delicate knife pinned to his waist.

If you see this person under normal circumstances, if you don't think it's crazy, you will definitely feel that you are playing cosplay.

However, Cheng Zihan's memory turned slowly, and finally he suddenly realized.

When she bought Laoya Mountain back then, she met this man once when she entered the mountain. At that time, they were all trapped in a tomb, and they also encountered many terrible rice dumplings. He saved herself at that time.

It's just that she didn't know what happened later, but after she came out of the cemetery, she couldn't remember anything.

I didn't expect to see him again, looking at the direction he was going, it seemed to be Laoya Mountain again.

Cheng Zihan smiled, and was about to say something, but saw a fat boy running over panting, shouting loudly, "Brother, Brother Zhang, Zhang Zheng, you are waiting for me!"

Cheng Zihan looked over curiously. The young man was white and tender, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white shirt, clean and tidy, with a cropped cut, and running fast in sneakers, probably because he was fat. Has been panting non-stop.

The man walking in front paused, turned his head, looked at him with cold and murderous eyes, and said in a calm voice like a deep ancient well, "Go back."

"No! I'll go wherever you go! You don't want to leave me!" Little Fat Paper was determined, taking advantage of Zhang Zheng's stop, he had already come in front of him, and directly took his hand.

Cheng Zihan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and she smiled when she thought about it, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would doubt whether she was dreaming.

"Did you know that more than ten years later, a very good man wrote a very good novel, in which there are two characters who are very similar to them. However, Xiao Shou in it seems to be a bit arrogant and awkward , not that much." Cheng Zihan pointed to the two walking forward holding hands, and said with a smile.

Qin Kexiu used to only focus on reading, so he might not have time to read novels, and girls are always more enthusiastic about reading novels than boys.

Looking at the backs of the two men going away, Qin Kexiu frowned, "You are not allowed to read novels that are not suitable for children in the future."

Cheng Zihan laughed when he heard the words, but seeing Qin Kexiu's serious face, he stopped his smile, and nodded solemnly at Qin Kexiu, "Well, okay, I won't watch those kinds of videos in the future. A novel that is not suitable for children."

Qin Kexiu thought for a while, and then said, "How about writing our story into a novel?"

Cheng Zihan tilted his head and looked at Qin Kexiu, blinked, then shook his head, "If our story is written as a novel, no one will read it."

"why?"

"Because you've been playing soy sauce all the time. Girls nowadays like to watch romantic dramas. You always play soy sauce without any sense of existence. Who cares?"

"Then no soy sauce."

"What do you do without soy sauce?"

"Do things that are not suitable for children."

"..."

The sun was sinking slowly to the west, and it shone on the two figures, casting two long shadows. The surface of the river was covered with golden sunlight, and it seemed to be sparkling in the past, with occasional splashes of water, as if there were fish Jump in the water.

The sun shines down through the gaps in the trees, and it feels very comfortable when it falls on the body.

The corner of the girl's mouth is raised, with a faint smile, she is lying on the grass under the tree with her hands on her pillow.

A withered yellow leaf slowly drifted down, and finally landed on her face.

"Yitong, why are you still here? Hurry up, hurry up, we have to go to work today, we will be late soon, and that perverted and unscrupulous boss is going to deduct our wages again." The crisp voice, from far to near, finally It sounded beside her ear, and with the sound, a warm little hand gently pinched her ear.

"Oh, Cheng Zihan, are you going to die? That perverted pervert boss, I'm very upset with him. I feel like I'm skipping work today and I won't go to work. When you go, please help me ask for leave. Just say, my aunt is here, and I want to take a break." Menstrual holiday." Duan Yitong nuzzled disdain as he removed the fallen leaves from his face.

Cheng Zihan turned around slightly, sat down beside her, tilted his head to look at her, "Are you really not going today?"

"No, no, I made an appointment with Mr. Zhou to date today, and I don't want to go." Duan Yitong waved his hand bluntly.

"Then I won't go either. Zi Ran doesn't like me going to work there, and the boss is always lewd. I'll accompany you on a date with Mr. Zhou today." The next door lay down.

The two were lying together, and the sun was shining on their bodies, looking like a most beautiful painting.

"Don't—" Nightmare.

Taking a deep breath, stroking the violently heaving chest, Duan Yitong sat up slowly, and turned on the bedside lamp.

I don't know how long it has been, but she keeps repeating that dream. In the dream, the girl named Cheng Zihan is her best friend, but the last scene in the picture is a picture of their tragic death.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, he finally calmed down the violent heartbeat.

Duan Yitong got out of bed, glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed, and woke up at two o'clock in the morning.

It was late at night, and most of the family members were already asleep. She tiptoed out of the room, took her favorite Mickey teacup, and went downstairs to pour tea.

It has been more than three months since I came here, but my memory has been blank all the time, I only know that my name is Duan Yitong, and I am the eldest lady of the Duan family, other than that, I don't know anything.

The parents only said that they lost their memory because they hit their head in a car accident.

At first she wanted to try to remember something, but every time she wanted to think about it, she always felt a headache. It seemed that someone deliberately blocked her from recalling the past.

The living room was dark, and the lights were not turned on. She was afraid of waking her family. She could only hold a flashlight and go downstairs to pour tea, but she heard some strange noises outside.

With a pause, the full tea overflowed and spilled all over the floor.

She wiped it hastily, then pricked up her ears to listen carefully, as if someone was really talking at the door.

(End of this chapter)

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