Myriad Realms Roll Book

　　 Pain Pain...

　　 Clear and real pain came from the left arm.

　　 This kind of pain is completely different from the light and fluttering ‘pain’ of previous dreams.

　　 Xu Qijing recalled the scenes in his previous dreams—he occasionally dreamed of being chased and killed. The chaser in the dream fired several shots in the back, opening many transparent gun holes in him.

　　 After being shot in the dream, although he felt like "pain", that kind of "pain" was light and false, and it was rootless.

　　 said it was pain. In fact, there is no nerve pain at all. That kind of "pain" is just a setting, and the brain does not feedback the feeling of being "shot".

　　 But now, as long as he twists his right hand hard, the left hand will hurt!

　　The harder you twist, the harder the pain in your left brachioradialis muscle.

　　 Xu Qijing even almost wringed out her tears.

　　——He may be rare, a cruel person who can screw himself up and cry?

　　 [Not a dream? 】

　　 Xu Qiji slowly loosened his finger, and gently blew the pinched brachioradialis of his left hand.

　　 The scorching pain and redness are the ruthless, cruel, and unreasonable actions of the brachioradialis muscle in silently rebuking its owner.

　　 This painful feedback impacted the brain, and the brain began to be forced to accept reality.

　　【This kind of pain cannot be a dream. 】

　　If this is not a dream, then what is my condition?

　　 Really amnesia?

　　 Xu Qiji looked up at the ceiling and began to daze.

　　 This stunned, for more than an hour.

During 　　, he vaguely heard the sound of his wife busy in the kitchen, and after a long time, he heard the sound of her going out and locking the door.

　　 More than an hour later, the hunger in his belly summoned Xu Qijing from a daze.

　　 He sat up from the bed.

　　 During this hour, his brain was constantly going through the process of [accepting reality, crashing, restarting, accepting reality].

　　Using this almost violent method, Xu Qijing tried to calm her mentality, and first reluctantly accepted her'fragment to three years' time.

　　 Xu Qijin is not the kind of person who likes to escape from reality.

　　He is positive and optimistic by nature.

　　 After encountering a problem, he will try to solve the problem instead of solving the person who raised the problem.

　　The fragmentary thing has happened, so any hypocritical thoughts are superfluous.

　　 It doesn't make any sense to blame the sky and the people.

　　-Besides, from the current point of view, his life in three years' time is pretty good, there is nothing to complain about.

　　 Now, what he has to do is after he accepts the reality, he has the opportunity to think about why he “fragments” and find out the reason.

　　 If there is a chance, try to find a way to restore the memories in the'three years' period.

　　In the era of big data information, three years of information are precious.

　　 In the worst case, if the memory is not possible to recover, then he will have to re-master the rough things that have happened in the past three years, so that the three-year gap cannot be allowed to affect the future life.

　　 People, always look forward.

　　……

　　 It may be that his body became stronger after three years and his heart was strengthened. The big heart accepts things and has a large capacity.

After 　　 figured it out, Xu Qijing got up from the bed and used unfamiliar and accustomed methods to remove the clothes from the hangers and put them on.

　　 [Since it is not a dream, there are some things that you must pay attention to. ] He began to think about some details.

　　 First, he has to ‘remember’ his wife’s name through external means.

　　 absolutely can't show off at this point.

　　 If a man can't remember his wife's name, he is likely to die.

　　 Also, what his job is, how to make money to support his family, these must be clear.

　　 Next, he wants to support his family, and eating soft rice is not in his consideration.

　　-It may be the reason why Xu Qiji conceived the story of "Xu Qiji's Life" before the fragment. He began to list out some details and aspects in life that need to be paid attention to in his mind, and then made a list.

　　 "If you want to know her name..." Xu Qijing took out the phone and pulled out the long address book.

　　 There should be her number and name on this?

　　 The first time he opened the address book, he found the number of his wife.

　　 Because in the first row of the address book, there are several top numbers.

　　Wife, father, mother...

　　 While brushing his teeth, Xu Qiji reached out and rubbed his temples. The buzzing of the electric toothbrush made his brain hum like resonance.

　　 Well, it’s concise and clear, and you can recognize the number of your wife at a glance.

　　 but no name.

　　 "Really, you can't mark your wife's name?" Xu Qiji looked in the mirror and said in distress.

　　 Man, be sure to note your wife’s name on your phone, so that if one day you lose your memory, you are not afraid to forget your wife’s name.

　　 Don't trust your memory too much... A good memory is worse than a bad pen.

　　 The address book continued to scroll, and there were many familiar names on it, such as university dormitory friends, classmates in class, and family relatives.

　　 also has some unfamiliar numbers, which should be people added in "Three Years of Amnesia".

　　 drew, Xu Qiji also drew a number for "Comic Editor Maisui". After clicking on it, he found that the number of calls with him was quite high.

　　 and most of them call him.

　　 "..." Xu Qijing's brushing her teeth froze again.

　　Comic editor?

"After three years of fragmentation, is my work painting comics? But this is not what I learned in college." Xu Qijing felt that his Tianling Gai was faintly heated again, and there was something about to be impacted by the boiling brain steam. Omen.

　　 Although it is said that after graduating from university, most of the students do not rely on the majors in the school to get their meals...but his major and painting are far away.

　　He is studying finance...

　　 He doesn't know anything about ‘drawing comics’. He can draw some simple strokes of cats and dogs, plus a pig.

　　If he really depends on this industry to support his family and food... then it will be over. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

　　 [Perhaps, I can consider going to the construction site to move bricks? 】

　　 Xu Qiji made a fist lightly and looked at the muscled arm-before he thought he became fat after a sleep, but in fact, this is him three years later, and he is much stronger.

　　With this level of stoutness, should it be okay to move bricks?

　　 Xu Qijing seriously considered the feasibility of this plan.

　　……

　　 washes, changes clothes, and then he pads his cell phone while eating breakfast.

　　 Xu Qijing uses the information on his mobile phone to perfect his "Three Years of Fragments" little by little.

　　 At this time, there are a lot of unread messages on the chat software in the mobile phone.

　　 Most of the unread messages come from some groups.

　　 For example, everyone may have the ‘love each other’s family’ in their mobile phones, as well as his own small group of ‘Old Xu’s family’.

　　 In addition, he also topped a small group of ‘Six Musketeers of Chengjiang University’, which were the members of his university dormitory, Gao Cuan, Zhang Ping, Yang Yue, Su Qiqi, and Zhang Banpo.

　　 The small group is always lively.

　　 Looking at the six friends who were sleeping in the same dormitory last night, but now they are scattered all over the world, Xu Qiji feels complicated.

　　 He opened the chat box of the small group, and after thinking about it, he typed a message: "Brothers, do you believe in time travel?"

　　 "Puff~ Old Xu, you have only been married for a few years and want to play time travel? Do you want to return to the single dog life?" Zhang Ping replied with a smile.

　　 "Time travels?" Yang Yue also asked jokingly: "Hahaha, Lao Xu, do you believe in Xiuxian?"

　　 Xu Qiji: "..."

　　 Well, such a thing as time travel sounds a bit too mysterious.

　　 Why don't you just talk about the more realistic topic of "three years of amnesia"?