Chapter 2: Accept the cruelty of reality

　　 The word ‘three years later’ often appears in film and television works as a turning point or ending of a plot.
The word 　　 is very easy to use. It can make a large plot jump at once. Most of the time, it is used in combination with black screen and white characters.
The reason why everyone likes to use the "three years later" to make a transition, may be that one or two years are too short; four and five years are too long, so the compromise time of three years is favored-in line with Xia's golden mean.
　　 Xu Qijing does not hate the story of crossing.
　　 But suddenly becoming myself three years later, without memorizing halfway through, is it a bit too much?
　　 A "three years later" transition in a novel or TV plot, but the characters in it have memories of "three years".
　　 But he didn't. He was the one shot after three years.
　　 Is this the same as letting people perform without giving the script lines?
　　 directly skip the process and enter the ending, isn't it a hooligan!
　　 Xu Qiji slowly turned off the phone and placed it in a familiar place where he could easily handle it.
　　 leaned on the back of the bed, his thoughts spread again.
in case……
　　 If it is really 2025 now... Then I am jumping in time, from 2022 to 2025?
　　 Or...Is it me in 2025, I was hit by some kind of mental reduction, and suddenly lost my memory for three whole years, the memory is only kept in 2022?
　　 In contrast, the latter is more likely.
　　 After all, amnesia is closer to reality than time jumps. The former is too magical, while the latter is much more realistic.
　　 So, I should have amnesia?
　　 In addition to these two possibilities, there is actually a more appropriate and realistic possibility...
　　【I may be dreaming! Lying on the soft pillow, Xu Qiji nodded to herself.
　　 is the so-called ‘thinking in the day and dreaming in the night’.
　　 When I had insomnia in the early morning, my thoughts spread, and I conceived a long "Xu Qiji Life" story. Even the granddaughter's name was about to be conceived.
　　 I thought so much before going to bed, and dreamed of my future that night, the picture of being married is also very reasonable.
　　In my dream, I dreamed that I suddenly had a partner who was in line with my personal aesthetics, and I hadn't had the memory of three years, so it made sense.
　　 makes sense!
　　 Since it's still a dream, it's easy to handle.
　　 Don't worry, let the dream continue.
　　 When I woke up from the dream, everything was restored.
　　 Xu Qiji put her hands under her head and slid down to lie down.
　　 Don't think too much, don't worry, relax and enjoy this rare dream.
　　The active Xu's brain was silent again, and slowly stopped thinking.
When I woke up, I reappeared in the dormitory of Chengjiang University. Then Yang Yue on the upper bunk might be asking me to get up. Gao Cuan might bring us breakfast when he was in a good mood, and Zhang Ping should be the last A wake up...
　　 Well, if you have insomnia next time, don't think about a long life story anymore, lest you have such unrealistic dreams again.
　　 After waking up from a dream, I feel sad.
　　……
　　……
　　 Xu Qijing relaxes physically and mentally. Seeing that he is about to fall asleep again, a familiar ringtone suddenly rang in his ears.
　　 is a mobile phone alarm clock... In the past, this ringtone kindly called Xu Qijing to get up for class every day, so when he heard this ringtone, his whole body was vigorously lifted, and his scalp began to numb and congested.
　　 The alarm clock ringtone is really a ruthless invention in human history. It is abhorrent, but it is inseparable from it.
　　 Xu Qijing opened his eyes and looked at the ringing of the phone.
When he opened his eyes, he saw his "partner" closing his eyes, reaching out in a daze, and grabbing a couple's mobile phone of the same model as Xu Qiji near the pillow, without opening his eyes and reaching out skillfully. One swipe to turn off the alarm.
　　 Her action of turning off the alarm clock is so skillful that it hurts.
　　 About another five seconds passed.
　　 She yawned and slowly opened her eyes, just to meet the strange silence looking at her.
　　Xu Qiji looked at her dark eyes, with almost no bloodshot eyes visible in her shiny eyes-from this point, we can see that the quality of sleep of the owner of the eye is very high, and his work and rest should be regular? Maybe he is a very self-disciplined person?
　　 "Good morning, Aji." When she woke up, she smiled at Xu Qiji and stretched out.
　　 Her voice recognition is very high, and it matches her temperament very well-almost after seeing her appearance, she feels that she should be this voice type.
　　 Seeing the greetings from the "wife", Xu Qijing nodded and replied: "Morning..."
　　As soon as the words were spoken, he paused slightly.
There is a problem.
　　 He doesn't know the name of his "wife".
　　 In this dream, there is no step-by-step process, but just like bungee jumping directly into the married life. So, apart from the physical intimacy of his wife, he couldn't call her name.
　　 This is very bad.
　　 Even if it's a dream, you can't just call it a new name, right?
　　Men, I still need some desire to survive.
　　 Xu Qijing's brain is running fast.
　　 When the brain is about to turn hot...
　　 "Good morning, dear." Xu Qijing said wittyly.
　　 In his heart, he secretly blessed the predecessors who created the word "Dear".
　　 "Huh? The old flesh is numb." She smiled and said, "Today I have to get up and go to the company first to deal with something. You worked until midnight yesterday, and slept late...just go to bed for a while."
After 　　, she leaned over, picked up her hair with one hand, pushed them behind her ears, and leaned over Xu Qiji's lips and pecked gently.
　　 One touch and go without going deep. It is an early morning greeting between husband and wife.
　　 "What's for breakfast?" After a light peck, she crawled past Xu Qijing, took off the clothes from the bedside hangers, and changed her pajamas.
　　 "Drink some porridge?" Xu Qiji replied, his hometown is used to eating porridge with some side dishes for breakfast, which is an old custom.
　　 "Good," she said as she went to the bathroom.
　　 The daily communication between husband and wife is as simple and calm as ever.
　　 After waiting for her to enter the bathroom to freshen up, Xu Qijie's tightly collapsed body relaxed!
　　 [If it is a dream, is it a bit scary to be real? 】
　　 The interaction between her and him is so natural, just like a real old couple.
　　 And, it’s too delicate—in normal dreams, there should be few such details, right?
　　 Xu Qiji's heart became a little uneasy.
　　 He has faintly realized in his heart that this may not be a dream.
　　 Not long after, UU reading www.uukanshu.com wife came out of the bathroom, sat next to the makeup mirror, and put on a light makeup.
　　Short shoulder-length hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head, and she wore a pair of glasses-this dress made her aura a lot stronger.
　　 "I will keep them warm after I make breakfast in a while. You'll go to bed again, remember to get up and eat breakfast, don't forget." She told me carefully.
　　 This is a virtue that makes people warm from the bottom of their hearts.
　　 "Yeah." Xu Qijing nodded in response-his body, especially his big heart, began to give him a message of ‘I’m so warm’. Is this what ‘heart warm’ means?
　　 Without using the brain to direct, my heart started to warm up, saving a lot of procedures.
　　 After putting on her makeup, the wife opened the door to the kitchen.
　　From the brief conversation just now, we can understand that she is going to the company to handle something. In terms of tone, maybe that company is hers?
　　 Relatively speaking, Xu Qijing has much more freedom in her own work, but occasionally she should have to finish it all night, so she slept late yesterday and didn't have to go to work during the day?
　　 What kind of work freedom is so high?
　　 After his wife left the room and closed the door, Xu Qijing relaxed again and plunged her whole head into the pillow.
　　【Too real. 】
　　 is too real.
　　 When this ‘reality’ exceeds a certain limit, no matter it is, anyone will start to doubt.
　　 So, Xu Qijing raised his left hand, stared at the left hand for a moment, and found a suitable area in the muscle.
　　 After finding the target, he stretched out his right hand, his thumb and index finger reached out mercilessly, pinched the target arm in the muscle of his left hand, and twisted it hard.
　　 Accept the cruelty of reality, left brachioradialis muscle!