"Please come in." Zhou Yu opened the door and said.
The girl outside the door was wearing a thick rose-red down jacket and an equally bright and eye-catching peach heart woolen scarf. It's Zhang Mumu.
Her round face and fluffy short hair make her look much more childish than her actual age. Even if she wears child-like clothes, she still stays in the category of "cute" rather than "pretending to be young".
"Ah...excuse me." Zhang Mumu cautiously poked his head in and looked around the living room, "Is Mr. Zhou sharing a room with others?"
"Yes. The people who share the flat are office workers. They probably have to work overtime tonight and won't be back until around twelve o'clock, so now you can use the living room as you like. Tea or coffee?"
Hearing Zhou Yu's question, she seemed embarrassed and asked in a low voice like a thief: "Is milk okay?"
"It's not in the refrigerator. Can yogurt be okay?"
After seeing her nod, Zhou Yu handed her the box of yogurt and a spoon. Then he took a seat on the other side of the sofa with a glass in hand.
After seeing the liquid in the glass, Zhang Mumu stared blankly there without saying a word. That look made Zhou Yu feel weird.
"Any questions?"
"Is that coffee?"
"Want to drink?"
"Ah, no, no, I mean, the color is so dark..."
Zhou Yu glanced down expressionlessly: "Qingka is this color."
"If you drink coffee at night, you won't be able to sleep!" Zhang Mumu stammered.
Zhou Yu looked at her strangely.
Although he has no memories of the main character's school days, he does have knowledge of "college life". It’s incredible that a college student has no past experiences of staying up late to prepare for exams or rushing to finish papers while drinking coffee.
However, instead of crying and begging for mercy when faced with someone who threatened him with a knife, he actually obeyed the request of "come to my house at 8 o'clock on Sunday night", which is an extraordinary act in itself.
I'm afraid that even if she is sold now, she will obediently count the money for the prisoner first.
Fortunately, Zhou Yu is not short of funds to that extent yet, so he is not in a hurry to teach her how to count money.
Zhou Yu faced her condemning gaze, straightened her back and said nonchalantly: "Coffee is my life."
This is an objective fact.
In order to be able to move during the day, Zhou Yu deliberately performed various exercises in the past few days to consume Zhou Yu's energy and make her fall asleep.
Although he successfully waited for Zhang Mumu, his body was still in a very sleepy state at this time. If you accidentally fall asleep, your whole day will be wasted.
"So, let's talk about what happened two months ago."
Zhou Yu swallowed the warm coffee in the cup in one gulp, placed the empty cup on the coffee table, wiped the two drops from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhang Mumu sitting on the other side.
Faced with this oppressive attitude, Zhang Mumu subconsciously put his hands on his knees and whispered back nervously like a primary school student when being called on by the teacher.
"Before, you said that on the night of October 12th, you met someone similar to me on Osier Road and was saved by her, right?"
"Uh-huh……"
"Actually, it's like this. I have intermittent amnesia. So I don't remember what happened that day and whether I was the one who saved you." Zhou Yu lied without hesitation.
It must be investigated clearly.
The "kill" page in Zhou Yu's diary that was torn out was between the words on October 9th and October 12th, while Zhou Yu's "birth" was on the 13th.
It happened to be the night before "Zhou Yu" was born.
It happened that the company where Zhou Yu worked as an intern was located next to Hongsen Square, only five minutes away from Ao'er Road.
It also happens to be where you go to the subway station.
It happened to be after the brief amnesia she had written about in her diary many times.
The combination of many coincidences makes people feel weird.
It must be understood why Zhou Yu took such a weird action that day.
"Due to some things at home, I have been under a lot of mental stress in recent months, which has resulted in intermittent short-term memory loss. The doctor told me to pay attention to rest, otherwise I may have some persecution fantasies and radical actions. But because of work I really can't calm down due to the relationship. I treated you like that before because I was too nervous and subconsciously regarded you as a bad person. I'm really sorry."
Facing Zhou Yu's forced smile, Zhang Mumu seemed shocked by the change in attitude and shook his head quickly.
"Nothing, it doesn't matter! I won't care."
"Haha. Don't you mind if a knife is held to your neck?"
After hearing these words, Zhang Mumu raised his head and stared at Zhou Yu with a pair of clear black and white almond eyes, showing a big smile.
"Because Classmate Zhou has always been like this!"
Zhou Yu's smile froze.
"...Does it mean the night of October 12th?"
Zhang Mumu nodded affirmatively: "Well, classmate Zhou is also holding a knife...or is it a sword? The blade is so long."
She stretched out her arms to show the length of the blade, which was nearly a meter long.
It's not unreasonable to say that Zhou Yu can dress up and ride a scooter. But if she said she was riding an electric scooter on a commercial street with a long knife...
Zhou Yu's heart sank.
Completely unaware of the other party's complicated emotions, Zhang Mumu nodded with a simple, yearning smile and said:
"That night, classmate Zhou saved me very handsomely. His kung fu was even better than that of a martial arts master. He rode by on the roadside and helped me fight off the bad guys. Then he told me to pay attention to my safety. It was really... Very handsome and cool..."
…
Because Zhang Mumu's narration was really unorganized, Zhou Yu had to interrupt her praise of the "female battery car rider". After repeated questioning, I found out what happened that night.
That day, Zhang Mumu and several classmates came to the business district to play, but accidentally got separated while shopping after dinner. To make matters worse, she was alone and had her cell phone and wallet stolen, leaving her alone and lost in a strange neighborhood.
In order to let her companions find her, she tried to return to the restaurant where she had dinner, but ended up getting lost on Osier Road at the outermost edge of the business district, and was entangled by several gangsters.
Those gangsters might have just wanted to scare her, but after discovering that the girl had no power to resist and no outside help, they really had evil intentions.
It was around 11 o'clock in the evening, and there were very few pedestrians and vehicles on that stretch of road. They dragged Zhang Mumu and asked her to "go somewhere else to have fun" with them.
At this point, no matter how slow Zhang Mumu was, he knew something was wrong and struggled to escape back to the downtown area. But the opponents were five adult men, and she couldn't handle them.
Just as she was about to be dragged into the van, a bright yellow battery-powered car passed by. Zhang Mumu shouted for help, but his mouth was immediately covered.
What's strange is that although the shouting only lasted for two seconds at most, the battery car immediately turned its front and braked, and stopped in the middle of the road with a click.
The female rider who jumped off the car was wearing an orange leather jacket, a half-face helmet and windproof sunglasses. Only the lower half of her face could be roughly seen.
"What are you doing?"
After hearing the female rider's question, the gangsters burst into laughter.
"It's none of your business. Stop looking for death here and get out!"
"Hey, this girl has a nice figure, why not?"
The female rider was indifferent to this intimidation.
"What?" she asked indifferently.
One of the gangsters walked towards her. Perhaps sensing that the female rider was not easy to deal with, he took out the dagger from his pocket and waved it threateningly in front of his chest.
As if she didn't understand, the female rider still asked in a serious and slow tone: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? Fuck you little bitch!"
What happened next, Zhang Mumu's statement seemed a bit exaggerated.
When the knife-wielding gangster raised his left hand as if to slap the female knight, he suddenly "flew out" and "fell to a place more than ten meters away."
Everyone was stunned. First they looked at the man lying motionless on the ground, and then they looked at the female rider standing there uninjured. She was holding a long knife that she had taken out from nowhere.
Hearing this, Zhou Yu couldn't hold it back anymore, interrupted her narration and asked: "Like magic? Appeared suddenly?"
Zhang Mumu nodded with bright eyes: "Yes, it's like magic."
"Did you see clearly? Is it definitely a real knife?"
"...Actually, I didn't see it clearly..."
The reason why she didn't see it clearly was that the female rider's weapon was not drawn out, but was kept in a dark sheath, with its surface densely covered with jade-like black ropes.
After seeing her take out her weapon, the remaining four people immediately rushed over together. Two of them carried hidden knives and the like, and the other two took out iron rods from the trunk.
However, these are meaningless. The female rider knocked them all down within ten seconds.
"No weapons?"
Zhang Mumu shook his head: "No, I kicked him over in one go."
This part was probably quite impressive, as she explained the whole process with words and gestures. Her hands and feet danced wildly like some kind of octopus evil god, which was basically expressing that the female rider was very powerful.
"So, all in all, she knocked over five grown men in a row and then got you out of that place."
"Yes, he is more handsome than the martial arts masters in the movies!"
Zhang Mumu's deer-like soft black eyes radiated with adoration and yearning.
"——Like a Valkyrie!"
