Song Qingrong embarked on a spontaneous trip.
Because of me, for my own sake.
This has both advantages and disadvantages for me.
The good thing is that she won't do anything foolish for the time being. At least, according to her, she's not sure what she would do if she actually went to Gu Nianci's wedding, unless she remembers something.
The downside is, what if she really remembers...
I couldn't stop her, so I could only stay by her side as a soul. So even though I was worried, all I could do was stay by her side and be an invisible companion.
We arrived in Xitang.
Song Qingrong's diary seems to have recorded the day we took our wedding photos in detail. I watched her walk around, stopping at places we had been before.
In each place she visited, she seemed to immerse herself in memories, but each time she couldn't recall anything and could only move on to the next place.
night.
Just like the last time we came to Xitang, we boarded a cruise ship, except this time I was just a soul.
To my surprise, Song Qingrong also brought our wedding photos from back then.
After boarding the cruise ship, she walked to the deck where we took our wedding photos. Facing the moat of Xitang, she stood silently, lost in thought.
I watched quietly from the side until the cruise ship was about to dock, when I heard Song Qingrong sigh with what sounded a little disappointed: "I still can't remember."
Hearing this, I smiled.
That guy may be unreliable, but if erasing memories were so easy to recover, he wouldn't have been able to torture me like this.
...
I originally thought that Song Qingrong would give up after not getting an answer in Xitang, but she didn't.
For the next few days, I stayed with her the whole time, except when I was resting.
Her diary became a clue in the search for traces of me.
Besides Xitang, which we visited at the beginning, we also went to the roadside where she asked me for money late at night.
She sat by the roadside all night, but still didn't think of me.
On the third day, she went to the bar where I had celebrated her birthday.
She drank one cup after another until she couldn't hold it in anymore and went to the bathroom to vomit, gasping for breath. I listened as she kept saying, "Xu Ruo, why can't I remember anything?"
Why can't I remember you?
I felt both heartbroken and helpless.
Fortunately, although she was drunk that night, she was still relatively sober.
Before we knew it, it was the fourth day.
This day was also Gu Nianci's wedding day. When Song Qingrong woke up, my heart jumped. Although I had resigned myself to my fate, I was still a little nervous when the time came.
I'm really afraid that Song Qingrong might do something foolish.
I stared at her. When she woke up, she stared at the ceiling for a while, then went to her desk and opened her diary, which she hadn't written in for several days.
Seeing her like this, I breathed a slight sigh of relief.
She didn't seem to have any plans to attend Gu Nianci's wedding.
I thought I'd take a look at what she had just written.
Today, I plan to go to the coffin shop.
My diary doesn't seem to contain much about the coffin shop, but it mentions Yan Yin's name. I seem to have considered Yan Yin a good friend as well; she seems to be a pitiful girl.
I want to go and see.
If I still can't remember this time, then I'll have to say goodbye.
Xu Ruo, do you think I'll ever remember you?
Actually... I really miss you.
I want to know why you can exist in my diary day after day...
Why do I feel inexplicably sad?
After finishing writing, Song Qingrong went to the bathroom. I stared blankly at this page of the diary, my feelings becoming even more complicated.
There is a saying: Love arises without knowing where it comes from, and deepens with each passing moment.
Perhaps this is what Song Qingrong is like now?
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