Migenzhu City Comprehensive University, where Zhou Yu studied, is located in the middle of the east and west subway circles. As a school with the same name as the city itself, its historical context seems to completely overlap with the city itself.
If the city's subway lines look like an abstract structural diagram of the human brain when viewed from above, then Migenzhu University is almost the location of the pituitary gland between the left and right brains. No matter where you live in the city, it will not take more than an hour and a half to get to Migenzhu University.
Because it is winter vacation now, Zhou Yu, as a senior, does not need to go to school every week. Just because she likes the scenery and library of the school, she occasionally goes there to study and prepare for her graduation project.
The campus scenery that she had seen countless times was completely unfamiliar to Zhou Yu.
Because most students have to go home for the New Year, the campus is unusually quiet in December. Only the cafeteria during lunch time is somewhat popular. Choosing this time period also took into account Zhou Yu's usual habits. Originally, the fixed day for her to go to school was Wednesday. Even if you find that you have lost your memory for a day, as long as you finally confirm that you came to school, you will probably think that you just forgot.
Although this reason is very reluctant, for Zhou Yu, who will frequently be active during the day recently, this is ultimately a disguise that is better than nothing. Before the situation develops to the point where Zhou Yu decides to go to the hospital for a physical examination, she must determine the identity of the female rider as soon as possible and then resume her usual activities.
Zhou Yu stood on the wooden platform next to the canteen and waited.
This wide platform in front of the cafeteria was probably originally prepared for club activities. Teachers and students who pass by here for meals or classes will inevitably see the scene on the platform. Sometimes student-organized activities are held on the platform, such as hip-hop, light music, magic shows...talent shows, or charity fundraisers and charity sales. This platform is also used as the main publicity venue. The semester has just ended, and most club activities have stopped. There are only some promotional boards left over from previous activities on the platform.
While waiting for Zhang Mumu to appear, Zhou Yu, who had nothing to do, began to read the above content one by one.
As a comprehensive university, Mi Genzhu's college covers liberal arts, science, business and engineering, with an astonishing number of choices. However, due to the geographical location of this cafeteria, most of the students who come and go here are from the School of Liberal Arts and the School of Fine Arts. Most of the clubs that choose to place publicity boards here are also various clubs that focus on literary and artistic styles. What’s more interesting is that in addition to general clubs such as Chinese painting, calligraphy, poetry, etc., there is also a specialized reasoning club.
What is a society like this to do? Do the members take turns standing up at the round table and reading aloud from a book of reasoning?
Zhou Yu's interest was aroused and he took two steps towards the exhibition board. Just when he was sure that the reasoning club was already the king of dishonesty, he immediately saw something even stranger.
In the corner of the reasoning club's publicity board, a piece of printing paper is crookedly fixed with tape. The general message is that new members of the club will be recruited throughout the year without any restrictions.
To be fair, this recruitment promotion was produced with great sincerity. The listed benefits include free snacks, credit rewards, guidance on leaving singles, etc. Probably because I felt that simple black text on a white background was boring, I used crayon to draw a green-faced and fanged ghost in the bottom margin - but given the artist's ability, it might actually be a Peking Opera mask.
It is presumed that the theme of the painting is "ghost" because the club is called "Keidan Literary Club".
Although it sounds very gimmicky, the scope is somewhat inexplicably broad. If it were a "ghost story club", "horror movie club", or "supernatural game club", the goals of the activities would be clearer, but the summary of "ghost stories" alone would be too broad.
Of course, he is a collector of mysterious stories hidden in the university, and the "weird stories" in this sense are worthy of the name, but put aside everything else, it is impossible to pass the budget approval of the student union for the reason of "weird stories literature". Just the fact that this society can pass the application as an independent society is enough to marvel at the tolerance of the person in charge.
Just when Zhou Yu was distracted, a girl's shout came from afar.
"Classmate Zhou! Classmate Zhou! Zhou—this way!"
Hearing the sound, he followed the sound and looked towards the corner of the street.
As expected, the person who shouted was Zhang Mumu.
At this time, the electronic screen across the cafeteria showed 12:07, which meant that she was seven minutes late. But considering how confused she was, it was hard to be offended, and even a little thankful.
——Being able to control the lateness within half an hour is definitely a breakthrough of the highest expectations. It seemed entirely possible that she might be an hour or two late if she was unlucky.
The basis for this view is that Zhang Mumu did not come alone at this time, but was sitting sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, waving his hands happily. The boy responsible for transporting her was wearing a dark coat. Although he was on the thin side, his riding posture was fast and steady.
Probably because it was not convenient to park in the cafeteria, the boy stopped the car at the corner a hundred meters away and asked Zhang Mumu to jump out of the back seat. After the two exchanged a few words, the boy turned the car around and left the same way.
Zhang Mumu panted and ran a hundred meters away and appeared in front of me.
"I almost forgot!" She smiled sheepishly, "Because Ah Wei said he was going to the supermarket to buy things, so I went with him. I didn't remember until the bell rang."
She raised the bag in her hand and asked, "Student Zhou, do you want to eat?"
Zhou Yu looked down. The bag is filled with snacks, potato chips, shrimp crackers, Cheerios... in short, they are all puffed food. If this is Zhang Mumu's personal taste, then her height defect is understandable.
The new question is why she doesn't gain weight.
"Is that person just now... your boyfriend?"
In order to refuse snacks without being rude, Zhou Yu walked into the cafeteria and asked irrelevant questions as if nothing had happened. As if unaware of the other party's intentions, Zhang Mumu followed him in small steps.
"Huh? Ah Wei? No." She replied naturally.
"Really? You guys look very close."
"Because we grew up together. We have been classmates since elementary school. Ah Wei lived very close to me before he moved."
Originally it was just a casual introduction to the topic, but Zhou Yu couldn't help but glance at her after hearing this answer.
However, Zhang Mumu's expression was really open and natural, without the slightest hint of shyness. She seemed to have no idea about this opposite-sex friend she had grown up with since she was a child. Perhaps she regarded him as an elder brother.
However, unrelated young men and women ride bicycles together... It would be really tragic if that boy had a hidden affection for Zhang Mumu.
"I went to buy snacks with him. We originally planned to eat them together, right? Is it okay to eat them here?"
"Well...it's not just for Ah Wei and I. But he said that since I'm going to meet new friends today, I'll just buy more. And I can't just eat the snacks, I have to share them."
Zhang Mumu said, seeming to remember his childhood sweetheart's instructions again, and raised the snack bag again.
"..."
Zhou Yu, who originally wanted to indirectly remind her to leave snacks for the boy, unexpectedly hit her own foot instead.
In order to cover up his embarrassment, he got up and went to the canteen to buy a can of black tea. After returning to his seat, as if he had inadvertently forgotten the previous topic, he pulled open the metal ring on the mouth of the can and said, "Actually, the reason why I asked you to come here today, classmate Zhang, is to find a way to confirm whether the female rider is me. "
After hearing this, Zhang Mumu immediately forgot the original topic and looked over attentively.
"Actually, I think Classmate Zhou must be the one who saved me that day." She nodded seriously.
"That's just intuition, right?" Zhou Yu replied with a business smile, "There may be people with similar temperaments in this world. In order to confirm clearly, I must retrieve my memory of that day."
As if listening to a bizarre story, Zhang Mumu's big eyes blinked: "But, classmate Zhou, didn't you forget what happened that day?"
"Yes, so special measures must be taken."
Zhou Yu took out the bottle of sleeping pills with the label removed from his backpack and placed it next to the can of black tea.
"Actually, I know a little bit about hypnosis. As long as I use drugs to make myself fall asleep, I will enter a hypnotic state if I am woken up again."
Zhou Yu kept talking nonsense without changing his expression, and showed a confident smile to the surprised Zhang Mumu.
"When people enter a hypnotic state, they can tap into the memories in their deep consciousness. Although I can't remember what happened that day now, I might be able to do so while in a hypnotic state. However, people who wake up cannot remember themselves. He was hypnotized, so I need Mr. Zhang to ask questions when the time comes. If possible, it’s best to record with your mobile phone so that I can listen to it when I wake up.”
Every time Zhou Yu said something, Zhang Mumu nodded expectantly, seemingly convinced of the so-called "hypnosis".
But strictly speaking, this is not a complete lie.
——Switching between the inner and outer personalities through sleep also switches the memories possessed. There is nothing wrong with saying that a certain personality has been "hypnotized".
"Let me explain in advance, after I am hypnotized, I may completely forget the things I met with Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang, please do not explain this part to me, otherwise it may wake me up from the hypnotic state. Just pretend that you are doing the intern questionnaire Investigate, just take the opportunity to bring the topic to October 12th."
It is really not reassuring to leave such a sophisticated cliché operation to Zhang Mumu, but there is currently no more ideal candidate.
In order to succeed, Zhou Yu handed her the "Questionnaire on the Current Situation of Migenzhu University Interns" prepared in advance and asked her to interview Zhou Yu based on the questions above.
"After you finish asking the questions, try to get me to drink the can of black tea, so that I will fall asleep again. The hypnosis will be lifted when I wake up."
After repeatedly explaining the details of the operation to her, Zhou Yu drank half a can of black tea, lay quietly on the table, and fell asleep soon after.
