Chapter 47:

Every now and then, he was suffocated by his words, but he didn't slow down all night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt that his heart was burning.
The fire continued to burn until the next morning, when the younger classmates appeared in front of him in a spirited manner, and greeted him voluntarily, but they could not be poured thoroughly.
Zhen Yuanbai saw that he was not looking well, and shut up with interest to try to get around him, but he was grabbed by a schoolbag and grabbed it directly in his arms, immediately dissatisfied: "Why, eat it early in the morning □ □? "
"I don't think you care about me."
Zhen Yuanbai faced his dark eyes, and thought about Zhen Youhua's words in the sparkle of calcium carbide, and he didn't know how to answer.
He actually suffered from insomnia yesterday. He always felt that it would not be an issue to continue with the times. They could not really get married? In the end, it was a combination of yin and yang, and when he waited for extraordinary recovery of memory, he almost sang the scene.
"Who, who said." Zhen Yuanbai pulled his arm off and rebuked: "Your arm is so heavy, don't always put it on my shoulder."
Extraordinarily bruised teeth.
Two people each had their own thoughts, one worried, and one evil fly.
In the past two days, I heard that there will be a second yuan signing sale in the library. The school is full of noise, and people from nearby cities come from nearby. Zhen Yuanbai usually does not pay attention to these when surfing the Internet. Know that it is several well-known coS and some well-known web authors.
This ignited a popular trend in the neighborhood. From time to time, there are young ladies and beautiful children wearing beautiful skirts passing by on the street. Although it is rare, it looks pretty.
Shifan looked at it suddenly and suddenly said, "I seem to remember it."
Zhen Yuanbai's original expression suddenly froze, suddenly looking up at him: "Think, what do you think of?"
Shi extraordinary stared at his white face, Zhen Yuanbai was frightened by his horror, but he slowly said: "I remember, there was a hand pushing me ..." He went to see Zhen Yuanbai's hand, the latter The conditioned reflexes hid their hands, and when they reached out to catch, Zhen Yuanbai refused to give them, but he was obviously not an extraordinary opponent, and had to pass his own hands.
The extraordinary voice was soft, but it sounded astonishing in Zhen Yuanbai's ears: "It looks like your hand, thin, white ... but it shouldn't be you?"
Zhen Yuanbai was stiff and immediately said, "Of course not me!"
"But it looks like your hand." Shifan held his hand in the palm of his hand to play, and his heart was about to burst out of internal injuries. The surface was still thoughtful: "Actually, I have heard something ..."
He deliberately didn't go on, Zhen Yuanbai couldn't bear to ask, just like the enemy: "What's the matter?"
"You usually go this way when you go home. Why did you happen to be on the steep the day I happened?"
Zhen Yuanbai was actually in a bad mood that day, and wanted to find a quiet place to walk home, and the evening glow was very good, but such things seemed to be unconvincing. At least he thought so, and he looked extraordinary. , Nana said, "You, are you, remember?"
"It's just the tip of the iceberg."
Zhen Yuanbai just let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly he suddenly said, "I seem to remember something again."
Zhen Yuanbai was so frightened that his tears were about to fall. He said tearfully: "What, what?"
"The person pushing me seems to be a girl."
Zhen Yuanbai: "?"
"But why is your hand so similar to you ..." Shifan made an effort to think back while he was greasing. Zhen Yuanbai thought he had an illusion. When he decided to push him further towards the truth, he quietly agreed. "You're right, I remember, that day, I did see a girl ..."
Shifan slammed his fingers and said, "Yes, she must have pushed me. Can you remember what she looks like?"
Zhen Yuanbai also made an effort to think back, then shook his head gently, "I, I didn't see her face ..."
Said extraordinary: "Do you remember the clothes you wore?"
"..." Originally, he followed the extraordinary sayings in a random way. Zhen Yuanbai slowly said in his solemn and anticipating eyes: "It seems, it seems like white, white clothes ... probably, not our school. of."
"Not from our school ..." Shifan recalled frowning, "how do I think it's blue?"
When Zhen Yuanbai saw his illusion, he had to face him again, and quickly denied: "It's white clothes! I remember very well, you, your brain is bad ... I must have misremembered."
"Well ... not a school uniform, right?"
"Well," Zhen Yuanbai said positively. "Obviously not a school uniform. I think it may be that you had revenge off campus before."
"This is also very possible." Shi Fan finally reluctantly let go of his hand, and Zhen Yuanbai immediately retracted his head and lowered his head, secretly wiping the cold sweat of his palm.
At this moment, it happened to be a coincidence that a Lo mother passed by the two of them, admiring extraordinary, "It's beautiful."
Zhen Yuanbai followed her eyelashes and saw that the girl was laughing and talking to friends around her. When she said something, the expression of admiration on the extraordinary face turned into an accident: "Men."
Zhen Yuanbai turned silently and began to look for books. The signing event will begin tomorrow. There must be crowds here. He is going to buy some books and go home to see them. He dangles like an ass, and stares at him white Face turned to bad idea again: "According to what I know about myself, I can only avenge men outside, not women."
Zhen Yuan paused, forced to stand on tiptoe to look at the name of the book on his head, and said, "Maybe, which girl did you accidentally hurt?"
Shifan ’s eyes blinked: "Do you think it's possible that someone pushes me as a woman?"
Zhen Yuanbai's heels fell to the ground. He looked at him like a monster. He didn't hold back a little and smiled: "How come you have this idea?"
The extraordinary eyes fell heavily on his hands.
Zhen Yuanbai: "..."
Wouldn't Shifan be skeptical of him again?
Do you think he pushed him down as a man? Just because you remember your own hands?
Zhen Yuanbai's smile converged, and he hid his hands subconsciously, expecting that he could say more about his findings, but he did not mention his doubts. Zhen Yuanbai was certain that he didn't remember it because he confessed his thoughts to himself. Now he shut up and didn't say a word. His heart started to go up and down all the time.
When leaving the library, Zhen Yuanbai tried to seduce him to say something more: "That man is dressed in women's clothing, it is impossible to think of it ..."
"Do you think it is impossible?"
In this ear, Zhen Yuanbai's ears became ‘Since it ’s impossible, you must know something’. Zhen Yuanbai was so confused that he dared not say more.
Next, Shifan was everything to him as usual, but his eyes always made Zhen Yuanbai seem to be familiar with everything. Especially, he recently enjoyed playing with Zhen Yuanbai's hand. Every time Zhen Yuanbai hid his hand, he They looked at him with thoughtful eyes. Zhen Yuanbai was so guilty that he could only show him his innocence.
"It's Christmas soon." Shifan said: "I heard Ye Lian's brother wants to prepare a masquerade on Christmas Eve. Would you like to play?"
"Masquerade ... what do you mean?"
Shifan raised his eyebrows and said, "Everyone will put on fancy clothes and dress together, and then put on a mask. No one knows anyone, and they can play whatever they want."
Zhen Yuanbai has been very rude in his life, but he has heard of it, but he has not experienced it himself. He said, "Are we all the same size?"
"It should be between 18 and 30 years old. Qiu Jing, they may go for fun, and they will reduce the age difference."
"Then I won't go."
Shifan looked at him suddenly and said jokingly, "Why, I'm afraid I'll put you on a skirt?"
"..."
Zhen Yuanbai finally realized.
Shi Fanfan wanted to test whether he was the one who pushed him down. It is estimated that he was deliberately talking about a masquerade party because he was not sure yet. If he continues to refuse, it is obviously a guilty conscience that he will doubt more about himself. This is already true. He doubted and doubted, and then remembered it all.
"Go." Zhen Yuanbai wanted to cover and said: "Who is afraid of that, I am not a man dressed as a woman to push you down."
Yeah, he pushed him down in his school uniform.
"I don't mean it that way."
"You mean that, don't you doubt me?" Zhen Yuan said arrogantly, "I will prove to you that everything is your illusion!"
After he said it, he pulled back his hands in anger, and left without carrying a schoolbag.
He didn't know that his shoulders shook with extraordinary laughter when he left, and he came home to lie on the bed, observing his own hands, and then hit himself fiercely, "So owed!"
After redening both hands, he covered it into the duvet and looked at the ceiling helplessly.
Nowadays, I want to prove innocence ... can I only show him in a skirt?
He turned sideways and hugged his hand, bitterly bitterly, and became more and more annoyed that he should not be so close to the extraordinary ...
Suddenly, a bold thought flashed into his mind.
Yes, he can count on his plans, and after he proves his "innocence", he breaks up with him on the grounds that he has no trust in him.
All you have to do is to make your own sense. If you can break up, it is best, but if ... if you are really unwilling to do so, then, continue talking?
Zhen Yuanbai was not decisive enough. He turned around for a long time, and decided that it was most important to elute his own crimes. He got up in the middle of the night and sat at the table to start simulating how to make troubles.
He knows that he is likely to be frightened by a few words, and he must be fully prepared. Anyway, he has extraordinary amnesia. Let him know that he has misunderstood himself, even if he does not break up ... at least he will not threaten again Is he right?
Shifan looked at the three skirts hung in the closet, and looked at the neatly lined animal pajamas, more and more he felt like a pervert.
He was so angry when he was wearing animal pajamas. He really wore a skirt and was carried to the table to kiss him. Will he cry? You must be crying ... You keep closing the cabinet door and throwing yourself on the bed.
Dare to mention breaking up, you should be prepared to be crying, cry, cry anyway, sooner or later have to cry once.
Time went to Christmas Eve, and Zhen Yuanbai received the apples that were sent by the extraordinary early in the morning, and he felt that the extraordinary city was very deep, and his heart was not clear.
Ye Lian ’s elder brother does not know what Zhen Yuanbai looks like. He only knows that the other party has packed a hotel. They had no one in the past. They often pulled him into a locker room alone, although he had already prepared. But when the other party really took out a snow-white skirt, Zhen Yuanbai was still sweating.
He regretted what he said to prove innocence. He couldn't wear such clothes at all. He couldn't help but whispered, "I really didn't push you."
Shifan raised an eyebrow: "Who said you pushed me?"
"..." Sure enough to say more, Zhen Yuanbai even regretted it, sitting on a small sofa and holding his cheek for a while, said: "I have always been dreaming recently, dreaming of the day's things, one dressed in white For those in skirts, at first I could only see the hand that was similar to yours, probably because I had been thinking too much recently, and I gradually started to see something else. "
What he said was so mysterious, Zhen Yuanbai became more guilty: "What did you see?"
"I see ..." the extraordinary 'difficult' words: "It looks like your body is similar to yours, and your hair, etc. Do n’t disturb me, I can think of it, his hair is a little curly Yes, it seems that the white skirt has changed ... I can see more clearly. I'm about to see his face, I ... oh! "
Shifan was splattered with a cold face, and suddenly stopped like a stick. Zhen Yuanbai hurriedly put the cup back on the table and explained: "I see you as if possessed by a ghost. In anxiety ... are you angry with me?"
"……how could be."