Pain...

Clear and real pain came from the left arm.

This feeling of pain is completely different from the light and painful "pain" in previous dreams.

Xu Qiji recalled his previous dream scenes - he occasionally dreamed of being chased. The pursuer in the dream fired several shots in the rear and fired many transparent gun holes on him.

After being shot in my dream, although I felt a similar feeling of "pain", the "pain" was light and false, and it was rootless.

It is said to be pain, but in fact there is no nerve pain at all. That kind of "pain" is just a setting, and the brain will not feedback the feeling of being really "shot".

But now, as long as his right hand is twisted with force, his left hand will hurt as much!

The harder the twist, the harder the pain of the brachioradialis muscle on the left hand.

Xu Qiji almost twisted his tears out.

——He may be one of the rare ruthless people who can twist himself into tears?

【Not a dream?】

Xu Qiji slowly let go of his fingers and gently blew the brachioradialis muscle that was pinched red with his left hand.

The scorching pain and redness are the ruthless, cruel and unreasonable troubles of the brachioradialis muscle silently rebuking its owner.

This painful feedback hits the brain and makes the brain begin to be forced to accept reality.

【This kind of pain cannot be a dream.】

If this is not a dream, then what is my situation?

Really amnesia?

Xu Qiji looked up at the ceiling and began to daze.

This stunned for more than an hour.

During this period, he vaguely heard the sound of "wife" busy in the kitchen, and after a long time, he heard the sound of her going out to lock the door.

More than an hour later, the feeling of hunger in his stomach summoned Xu Qiji from his dazed state.

He sat up from the bed.

During this hour, his brain was constantly undergoing the process of [accepting reality, downtime, restarting, accepting reality].

Using this almost violent method, Xu Qiji tried hard to calm down his mind and first reluctantly accepted what he had done to "break until three years later".

Xu Qiji is not the kind of person who likes to escape from reality.

He is positive and optimistic by nature.

When he encounters a problem, he will find a way to solve the problem instead of solving the person who raised the problem.

The fragments have happened, and any pretentious thoughts are redundant.

There is no point in blaming others.

——Besides, from the current point of view, his life is very good three years later and there is nothing to repay.

Now, what he has to do is to think about why he is "cut off" after accepting reality and find out the reason when he has the opportunity.

If you have the chance, you will find a way to recover your memories within 'three years'.

When it comes to big data information, the information for three years is extremely precious.

In the worst case, if memory is not possible, he must re-master the rough things that have happened in these three years, and cannot let the gaps in these three years affect his future life.

People always have to look forward.

...

Maybe it was because his body became stronger and his heart was strengthened three years later. The big heart accepted things and had a large capacity.

After thinking it through, Xu Qiji got up from the bed, took off the clothes on the hanger and put them on with strange and habitual techniques.

[Since it's not a dream, some things must be paid attention to.] He began to consider some details.

First of all, he had to "remember" his wife's name through external means.

You must never expose it at this point.

If a man can't even remember his wife's name, he may die.

Also, we need to understand what his job is and how to make money to support our family.

Next, he wants to support his family, and it is not up to his consideration of such things as being a soft-hearted person.

——Maybe it was before the fragmentation that Xu Qiji conceived the story of "Xu Qiji's Life". He began to list some details and aspects of life that need to be paid attention to in his mind, and he also made a list.

"If you want to know her name..." Xu Qiji took out his cell phone and pulled out his long address book.

There should be her number and name on it, right?

When he opened the address book, he found the number of 'wife'.

Because in the first row of the address book, there are several top numbers.

Wife, dad, mom...

Xu Qiji, who was brushing his teeth, reached out and rubbed his temples. The buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush made his head buzz like a resonance.

Well, it was concise and clear, and I recognized my wife's number at a glance.

But no name is marked.

"It's true, can't you mark your wife's name?" Xu Qiji looked into the mirror and said distressedly.

Men, you must note your wife’s name on your phone. If you lose your memory one day, you will not be afraid of not being able to remember your wife’s name.

Never trust your memory... A good memory is worse than a bad pen.

The address book continues to scroll, and there are many familiar names on it, such as friends in the university dormitory, classmates in the class, and relatives in their own home.

There are also some unfamiliar numbers, which should be people from the "Three Years of Amnesia".

As he was scribing, Xu Qiji also drew a number of 'Comic Editing Mai Ear'. After clicking, he found that the frequency of calls between this number and him was quite high.

And most of the other party called him.

"..." Xu Qiji's brushing teeth froze again.

Comic Editor?

"After three years of fragmentation, is it just a comic book job? But I didn't learn this in college." Xu Qiji felt that his Tianling Lid was vaguely hot again, and there was a sign that he was about to be impacted by the boiling brain vapor, and he was lifted up.

Although now after graduating from university, most students do not rely on their majors in school... but their majors and painting are a thousand miles apart.

He studied finance...

He knew nothing about the things like "drawing comics". At most, he could draw simple cats, dogs, and pigs.

If he really relies on this industry to support his family and make a living now... that would be over.

[Perhaps, I can consider moving bricks at the construction site?]

Xu Qiji clenched his fists gently and looked at his muscular arm - he thought he had gained weight after sleeping, but in fact, he was a lot stronger after three years of breaking out.

With such a strong level, should it be fine to move bricks?

Xu Qiji seriously considered the feasibility of this plan.

...

Wash and change clothes, and then he slid his cell phone while having breakfast.

Xu Qiji used the information on his mobile phone to improve his "three-year breakdown" bit by bit.

At this time, there are a lot of unread information on the chat software on your mobile phone.

Most of the unread messages come from some groups.

For example, everyone may have a "love family" on their mobile phones, and a small group of "Lao Xu's family" in their own family.

In addition, he also put a small group of "Six Swordsmen of Chengjiang University", which were his university dormitory members, Gao Chuang, Zhang Ping, Yang Yue, Su Qiqi, and Zhang Banpo.

The small group has been lively.

Looking at the six friends who were sleeping in the same dormitory last night, now scattered around the world, Xu Qiji was in a complicated mood.

He opened the chat box of the small group, thought about it, and entered the message: "Brothers, do you believe in time traveling?"

"Puff~ Lao Xu, you have only been married for a few years and want to travel through time? Could it be that you want to return to your single life?" Zhang Ping replied with a smile.

"Time travel?" Yang Yue also asked back: "Hahaha, Lao Xu, do you believe in cultivating immortals?"

Xu Qiji: "..."

Well, time traveling through time sounds a bit too mysterious.
Chapter completed!