"I've left my cell phone and house keys with you. Don't run around outside the neighborhood. I'll be back before five-thirty."
Although it was during the summer vacation, Lin Suicao seemed to have signed up for an extracurricular tutoring class that was being offered by major universities these days, so he was wearing school uniform.
"I think you'll be late if you keep talking?"
Zhu Yu looked at the clock on the wall with the hour hand gradually sliding towards two o'clock.
The girl who was still a mystery to him and claimed to be his girlfriend had been standing at the door talking for nearly five minutes.
Lin Suicao raised his eyebrows: "Have you ever heard of the poor child who accidentally died in a sweltering vehicle in the summer because of his parents' negligence?"
"Who is that poor kid? The female high school student whose cooking skills are stuck at the stage of instant noodles?"
Although his cultivation is now only at the stage of a male high school student due to the invasion of inner demons, based on his true age, he has already entered the realm of the legendary college student! Rounding it all off is the half-step undergraduate Dzogchen!
She opened her mouth unconvinced and wanted to fight back, but Zhu Yu closed the door with a bang.
This person is really not afraid of being late.
"Excessive!"
Through the thick security door, there was a vague complaint that seemed to be an illusion and a kick that was definitely not an illusion.
In the quiet house, Zhu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Forcing him to calmly communicate with a girl who "even though he vaguely feels that he should know her, but he still can't recall the specific details of the relationship" is still a very labor-intensive thing for him.
Finally got some alone time.
He entered the password and unlocked the lock screen of the smartphone that had returned to its owner after a year.
Zhu Yuxian opened the contact list and found that the only two remaining names were Broadband Repair and Huawei Consumer Service Hotline, and could not provide any clues.
There are only a few words expressing concern in chat software such as Fetion. The time is stuck a year ago, and the chat history further up has been cleared.
Most of the topics in the circle of friends are related to which university to go to and where to travel during the summer vacation.
Fortunately, Zhu Yu remembered that he was not the type to have many friends, otherwise his mood would have been even more miserable after recovering from the illness.
However, doing so doesn't seem to trigger memory points the way it does when eating.
After Zhu Yu couldn't help but visit major forums and video websites to see what silly netizens had done in the year after he left Blue Star Online, Zhu Yu put away his phone as if he was playing a secret room puzzle. The game is wandering around in your own home.
The furnishings should be the same as in the impression, but who was sitting with him at that dining table and who originally lived in those rooms are still unclear.
However, the former now has a possible candidate.
Zhu Yu stopped in front of Lin Suicao's room.
The door is closed and there are pixel-style stickers depicting sea creatures on the front.
...how much does she like seafood? Miss Conch? This would explain the reason why he is not a relative living with him again.
Zhu Yu took back the palm that was unconsciously placed on the door handle.
In any case, it is not appropriate to break into other people's rooms, although he remembers that this is his home.
Go back to your bedroom, take out a blank A4 paper and pen holder from the desk cabinet, and write down what you want to do next.
"Prepare to return to society; go back to the Third Hospital again."
If the truth about the suspected time travel a year ago could be clarified, the problem of memory impairment might also be solved.
But it was too unnatural to be discharged from the hospital this morning and then return in the afternoon, so Zhu Yu decided——
To start learning, implement the first goal first.
There is no way, the only social bond he has re-established now has just left the house, and he is in a true social island state.
Huh? If you think like this, isn't it equivalent to being put under house arrest by Lin Suicao?
Seizing the opportunity of amnesia, he took advantage of it, bribed doctors to instill fabricated memories and relationships in him, and secretly lived in his home. Even the real guardian was secretly eliminated...
No, no, no, this kind of super yandere high school girl will only appear on websites starting with the word P.
Zhu Yu stopped frightening himself and focused on the mathematics textbooks spread out on the desk.
Even if there is no mistake in this aspect of memory, after all, after being separated from a year of study, this is an obstacle that must be overcome if you want to return to society.
Magic can never solve all problems, not to mention that he is basically a purebred Muggle now.
The mid-August sunshine penetrated the room through the gaps in the blinds, and was blocked by the gathering clouds.
When the clock in the living room moved the hands to the position representing evening, the scene outside the window was already filled with dark clouds. This season's weather in coastal cities is changeable.
But for the teenager who is "alone in the empty boudoir", this means a new problem.
"Did that guy take an umbrella with him when he went out?"
Judging from the weather conditions at noon, Zhu Yu certainly didn't pay much attention to such details.
What's more, she didn't even tell herself the location of the cram school, so she deserved it even if she was soaked in water.
And now that he thought about it, except for her one-sided words, they were basically strangers under the same roof, so it was not his turn to worry at all.
The security door opened with a creak, and the person outside the door let out a small cry of pain as his nose was hit.
"what are you doing!"
Lin Suicao, who was standing in the corridor with tears on the verge of tears, had not forgotten to glare at the assailant.
Unexpectedly, out of a trivial concern, I deliberately sneaked home early, but what I got in return was a deliberate ambush.
She raised her face, with hatred in her eyes, and her eyes drifted down from the innocent expression on the other person's face to the umbrella he was holding in one hand.
"...My boyfriend actually dual-wields weapons when committing domestic violence!"
"The response you gave to save face was too weird."
Zhu Yu responded to her request and tried to pat her soft long hair with the umbrella handle of her right hand gently.
"I think the person who chooses to bring two umbrellas is the weird one."
Lin Suicao, who seemed to have changed his face and returned to a cold expression, opened the umbrella and walked into the room, "Would it be better to create an atmosphere where we have to hold an umbrella together at this time?"
"Let me ask you, how would you react if you did this?"
"Thanks for the umbrella. The nearest store is in the south. They also sell raincoats now."
She said cruel words while smiling touchingly, and put the plastic bag in her hand on the dining table.
Zhu Yu, who originally wanted to complain, was attracted by that thing.
"You left early just to buy this?"
The pork ribs, which have been chopped into pieces by the enthusiastic stall owner, and the daikon covered in soil are the best pairing for the pork rib soup.
"Did you know, boyfriend? It is said that humans evolved intelligence because they learned to break open the bones of animals with stones to suck the marrow."
Lin Suicao turned around, and her long straight lead-colored hair swung to the left following her movement, "So maybe your head can be cured in this way."
"So you bought it for me? Thank you."
Zhu Yu was a little touched and didn't care about her rude metaphor.
"In addition, I can personally wash away the grudge you made when you were laughing at me before leaving... Just wait outside to be beaten by my cooking skills until you kneel down and beg for mercy..."
"Do you understand the phrase "grabbing the diners' stomachs" from a physical level?"
In the end, thanks to his hard work, the pork ribs avoided the foreseeable tragic fate of becoming a stepping stone to Lin Suicao's dark way of cooking.
When the steaming broth was brought to the table with rag-covered hands, rain started to fall.
