Chapter 89 But He Remembered

"Forget it, let me see what's going on with you!" It said, muttering to itself as it circled around the sleeping Lovey.

But its activity soon faded away as it discovered the situation: "How could this happen..."

The sun was pouring in from the window, the curtains in front of the French window were drawn tightly, and the room was still as dark as if there were ghosts floating around.

When Lovi woke up slowly, he felt a circle of light running around restlessly in his mind. Ever since the car accident, nightmares often woke him up in the middle of the night. Although he was not awakened by nightmares last night, it was not much better.

As soon as he woke up, he saw the system running in circles in his head, disturbing him.

Before 117 could speak, Lovey, like a prophet, spoke before it could: "Shut up, be quiet."

The words were concise and to the point, and the system immediately obeyed and stood at attention, almost saluting him.

But it reacted quickly. When it wanted to continue talking to its ancestor host, Lovey had already started brushing his teeth with a toothbrush in his mouth, with the word "world-weariness" written all over his sleepy face.

"Host, something big has happened! This is a real big deal!" 117 explained to him in an extremely exaggerated manner.

"Don't disbelieve me, you are sick!"

Lowe responded with foam in his mouth, mumbling: "Yeah, I believe it."

system:"……"

It doesn't look like it.

But the matter at hand is more urgent. As a responsible system, it must help the host to check: "Su Qiyan had bipolar disorder long before you did. Don't you feel any somatic symptoms?"

Luo Wei rinsed his mouth quietly without saying anything, and 117 waited for his reply in fear.

Unexpectedly, the first sentence that Luo Wei said after he put down his mouthwash cup was enough to make 117 angry: "So this is how I met Xie Yuchen."

117 was going crazy: "No, no, no! Who told you that?"

Luo Wei now exudes a faint sense of madness. He slightly raises the corner of his lips, looks at himself in the mirror and smiles fearlessly: "It should be you."

He then continued to talk to himself: "Su Qiyan has bipolar disorder, why would I be the one with somatic symptoms?"

"Not only Xie Yuchen knows me, Su Qiyan also knows me." He looked at himself in the mirror with a smile, as if he was determined to win.

"117, can you tell me why this happened?"

What does it feel like to have a host that is too smart?

117 didn't dare to respond. It hesitated in Lovey's mind for a long time before it spoke ambiguously to try to evade the question.

"Maybe he met Xie Yuchen together?"

While talking, Lovey kept washing his face. He washed off the foam of the facial cleanser on his face. The water droplets slid down his smooth facial contours. His eyes were as clean and clear as transparent glass beads stained by clean water.

His blue hair made his complexion look even fairer and more transparent. The usually sunny and cheerful boy showed a rare melancholy and indifference at this moment.

"System, you know everything."

He was clearly looking at himself in the mirror, but the system felt that the self inside his body was instantly exposed.

"Don't fool me with ambiguous words like maybe."

The system completely shut up and played dumb.

"You can't say it, right?" Lovi sneered, "Then I'll tell you."

"You restored some of my memories. Whenever it comes to things related to gummy candy, my mind always brings up the scene of me dancing with a smile under the spotlight, clutching a gummy candy in my hand. I was very anxious when the gummy candy fell, but I was very happy afterwards because I got a bag of candy that was unique to me."

"But I didn't have a sweet tooth before, and I don't remember anyone giving me any fudge. I guess I don't like fudge that much."

He said this with a puzzled look on his face, and reached out his hand to touch his heart. The excitement and joy brought by the emotion was the most direct feeling: "But my happiness doesn't seem fake."

"When I return to the Luo family, I always feel that the house is empty. I always think of a puppy named Ah Huang. I remember that I want to take it home, but where is it now?"

"The housekeeper said that I obviously hated small animals for a while."

"On the contrary, I have never disliked small animals."

"The one who hates small animals is Su Qiyan, not me."

"It's not so much that I changed during that time, but rather that the soul inside me changed."

After layers of reasoning, a very likely thought flashed through Luo Wei's mind. He reached out to hold the sink, and even his breathing became difficult: "Does Xie Yuchen know all this?"

The system calmly explained: "He can't know."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lowe was instantly drenched from head to toe.

It’s not that I don’t know for sure, but that I can’t.

He cannot know, which means that he most likely knew it originally, but because he could not, his memory was erased by the system.

Just like him.

"Heh..." Lowe suddenly laughed.

He found it ironic that these memories in his mind that he had painstakingly cultivated for a long time to resist being forgotten by nature could be changed and erased so easily overnight - all he had to do was make a deal with the system.

“My car accident was not an accident.”

"My forgetfulness is also artificial."

All the lines are easy to sort out, but Xie Yuchen is the only variable, the variable that can influence his emotions.

"But why does Xie Yuchen often appear downstairs of the Luo family?"

Luo Wei's body trembled, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes: "He should have forgotten it."

He made a firm conclusion without thinking about the hesitant words: "But he remembered it."

"Su Qiyan, Su Qiyan... why did you choose me..."

Every question that came with doubt had a seemingly plausible answer in his heart. Bitterness and despair flooded his eyes. He laughed and suddenly felt that life was so powerless.

Even though the system cannot sense the intense emotional pain of humans, it still cannot bear to see its host trapped in it. It offers pertinent advice: "I don't quite understand your human emotions, host. I still suggest you go see a professional human doctor."

"But I'm not sick." He said lightly, and his calm tone actually revealed a bit of inner paranoia that was almost rotten.

"It's obviously not me who is sick... Why should I get treatment? I'm not sick! What did I do wrong?"

"Host, calm down. You are emotionally unstable right now. I detect that you may be in a mixed episode of bipolar disorder..."

As the system's anxious admonition sounded, the mirror in front of him shattered into pieces. The mirror fragments reflected the boy's cold eyes as they shattered and fell, and the room fell into a long silence.

Sticky blood was flowing down his fingertips, but Lovey turned a blind eye.

He stared at the broken mirror for a while, then chuckled and said leisurely: "Why would he influence me?"