The ringtone of the mobile phone echoed relentlessly in the living room, like a breeze blowing into the lukewarm space.
Zhu Yu's consciousness that fell into chaos regained consciousness for a moment.
He wanted to shut down the noise and sort out the memories that had just emerged.
However, someone took action one step ahead of him.
Due to the posture of the two of them, Lin Suicao was facing the coffee table and could reach the phone with his hand.
She answered the phone and pressed the speakerphone button.
Then, Xia Fenghe's voice came out.
"Good evening! I'm a little later than usual today because I cleaned the house with my mother."
The energetic and gentle voice calms the chaotic thoughts a little.
"Are you already asleep?"
She asked confusedly because there was no reply in time.
She should be answered.
The brain is gradually pulled out of the melting abyss of reason.
"not yet."
"Great. I thought I woke you up."
You can hear the girl on the other end of the phone heaving a sigh of relief, "Where's Suicao? Are you in your room already?"
"she--"
"hair."
"What's the hair? So she's next to you? You should have said something earlier to scare me."
Xia Fenghe's complaining voice failed to reach Zhu Yu's ears.
He was trying to pull away Lin Suicao, who didn't seem to be awake yet.
The two of them had broken away from each other's embrace. She slightly bent her legs and spread them apart as if she was unsteady, and grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands.
"hair."
As if she were a child again, she made the request stubbornly.
"Okay, I understand, let me help you dry your hair now."
Zhu Yu held the girl's head and she lowered her head in satisfaction.
"Eh? Does she still want your help drying her hair?"
Xia Fenghe asked in surprise, "I remember that I did it myself when I stayed at the hotel that day."
Strangely, I didn't hear the sound of the hair dryer.
"Occasionally, occasionally. What's the matter with you?"
Zhu Yu wanted to end this phone call quickly.
"...Does it have to be something bad before I can call you?"
Girls are very sensitive.
"hiss--"
"What does this answer mean?!"
Lin Suicao, who originally thought he was being comforted, suddenly put his hands on his waist.
This is an act of revenge!
Now Lin Suicao seems to have regressed in mental state to a few years ago, and wants to avenge his painful experience of being tickled!
And Zhu Yu... although he had indeed used this trick repeatedly to deal with the girl in front of him.
But he himself is actually quite ticklish.
So as those nimble fingers brushed the soft flesh around his waist like a quill, he couldn't help but make a strange sound.
"I mean, after all, we have school tomorrow."
Although his breathing was a little short, he still maintained a calm tone.
"Oh...that's right."
Fortunately, Xia Fenghe didn't really care and went back to the topic as he wished, "I want to go out this Sunday. Can you guys come with me?"
"Where to go?"
She was vague: "Just... we'll know on that day."
Zhu Yu held Lin Suicao's wrist and waved it away, meeting her eyes.
The eyes in the clear spring were not as blurry as before, but rather mischievous and cunning.
This guy has calmed down since he was tickled!
"I should be fine."
"Where's Suicao?"
"Let me ask her."
Zhu Yu retaliated directly, leaving his right hand from the opponent's head and attacking the slender waist that could not be grasped.
"Well--"
The waist and abdomen that had not been touched even in the chaos game just now were still unable to withstand the attack as before. Lin Suicao arched his body like a swaying dandelion and jumped back.
In this way, the two people finally separated completely.
"Suicao? Are you talking?"
The blushing girl leaned back on the sofa, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and brought it close to her lips.
She gasped and moved her finger to the hang-up button.
"I won't go. You go with him. Goodbye, sister."
"Huh? Goodbye - really not..."
Lin Suicao had already pressed the hang-up button.
The spacious living room fell into silence again.
Zhu Yu threw his body next to hers, and the two of them fell into a staggering situation on the sofa, like two salted fish ashore.
A weary sense of disempowerment engulfed them.
"After that, let's seal the Pygmalion game forever."
The hour hand was almost pointing to zero, and Zhu Yu made his most sincere suggestion of the day.
"Well, seal it."
Lin Suicao sat up straight, "It's terrible, Pygmalion effect."
It's like deliberately creating a space that removes the shackles of human reason, pushing originally calm people into madness.
"I'm sorry. I was obviously trying to help you regain your memory, so I shouldn't have lost control."
As if he was apologizing or repenting to someone, Lin Suicao let out a depressed sigh.
"But it does work."
Zhu Yu rubbed his forehead to comfort her.
She looked at his face intently: "...remembered something?"
"A little bit, but there's still a lot of confusion."
"Then go to bed early."
The girl put on her slippers and stood up from the sofa.
"By the way, anything important on Sunday?"
Zhu Yu stopped her, "Your sister sounds very disappointed."
"I need to study."
Lin Suicao calmly came up with a legitimate-sounding reason, "As for you, does it really not matter if you still go out to play at this stage?"
Although this reason was very convincing, he always felt that there were other reasons why the other party refused to go together with the three of them.
She clenched her hands into fists and brought them to her chest, but stopped talking.
"By tomorrow, I will be my normal self."
"So, there's something I want to confirm before that."
Suicao avoided his gaze and lowered his eyebrows, "Actually, as a boyfriend and girlfriend, even what we did just now is normal, right?"
"It should be normal, as a boyfriend and girlfriend."
Just like when she rejected her sister's invitation, she smiled softly, not like herself at all.
"Well, that's good. Let's continue after experiencing the therapy. After all, you said it was effective this time."
"Just don't repeat what happened today..."
Zhu Yu watched her open the door and disappear behind the door.
After turning off the lights in the living room, he went back to his room and lay down.
There was one thing he didn't say on the spot.
Before, when his consciousness fell into a trance, as if it was about to dissolve in a whirlpool, he vaguely felt as if he had told someone that far-fetched game theory.
Of course, it didn't go as violent as today. At most, it was just an ordinary hug.
The person in my arms also has soft hair and a pleasant fragrance in the flashback memory.
When she raised her head, her face was blurry, and for a few moments she seemed to be Lin Suicao's face.
I don’t know if this means that this is the past between him and her.
——Or, the memories of the past are being overwritten by new memories.
