Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Exclusive
When there was no one around anymore, Xu Bowen looked at Lin Yimu and Huang Minglei with curiosity and said, "So you two also participated in the math competition? With your grades, you would have won a lot if you had gone."
Hearing this, Lin Yimu stopped flipping through the book, looked up at Xu Bowen and said, "How is it possible? The last question in the preliminary round stumped me, and I don't know how difficult the semi-finals and finals will be. What's more, there are so many schools in Yancheng, there must be people who are better than us."
Huang Minglei nodded in agreement and continued, "Yes, and we also want to participate in the IMO competition. By then, talents from all over the world will gather together. The competition will be even greater, and no one can say that they can beat others."
Looking at the clear-headed and modest expressions of these two outstanding young men, Xu Bowen couldn't help but admire them. If he had such excellent knowledge at this age, it would probably be difficult for him to be as humble and clear-headed as these two.
"You two think very clearly. If I were as good as you, I would inevitably become proud and complacent." Xu Bowen sighed and shook his head.
When Lin Yimu and Huang Minglei heard this, they looked at each other with a bit of a smile on their face. In the end, Huang Minglei said, "This is different. We have different pursuits. Besides, I made a bet with Lin Yimu."
Hearing this, Xu Bowen asked with interest: "Oh, what's the bet?"
Huang Minglei told Lin Yimu about the bet he had made before, and complained, "When I told him I wanted to compete with him, he agreed on the spot. He had just started studying seriously for a short time, and he said he would beat me in the monthly exam. He actually did it. With such a perverted study schedule, no one can beat him."
After listening to Huang Minglei's story, Xu Bowen felt dazed, wondering who he was, where he was, and why he was rushing to ask about the bet.
Xu Bowen hadn't come back to his senses until Huang Minglei finished speaking. When he was about to go home for dinner, Lin Yimu patted him and he came back to his senses.
As for whether Xu Bowen or even the students in the library today will study harder in the days to come, Lin Yimu and Huang Minglei don't know.
At noon, Lin Yimu and Huang Minglei parted at the gate of Yan University and went home.
As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he heard a hearty laugh coming from the house, mixed with his father's voice, which made Lin Yimu feel a little confused.
Are there guests at home? But he doesn't remember any close relatives at home?
Lin Yimu stretched out his hand to push open the door, and walked into the house full of doubts. Before he had time to change his shoes, he heard a childish boy's voice, "Cousin, you're back?" After saying that, the boy turned around and shouted to the people sitting on the sofa and chatting, "Dad, uncle, my cousin is back."
Hearing the boy addressing him, Lin Yimu stopped changing his shoes, stood up and looked at the boy in front of him who was about seven or eight years old. The other party should be mixed-race, with a very three-dimensional features, brown curly hair, and even the Chinese he spoke had a slight accent.
After Lin Yimu looked at the boy, he became even more confused. Why did he have a seven or eight-year-old mixed-race cousin? Does he remember that his mother has no brothers or sisters?
The two men who were chatting in the living room stopped talking after hearing this. One of them, a middle-aged man who looked a bit like his mother, saw Lin Yimu and said cheerfully, "Is this my nephew? I have to say, he is really handsome."
After saying that, he stood up and walked to the boy, and stuffed a red envelope into Lin Yimu's hand.
Lin Bohan, who was walking behind, saw the other party stuffing a red envelope into his son's pocket, and immediately stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Wan Lin, this child will be seventeen after his birthday, so why would he accept a red envelope? Besides, it's not a festival, you're being too polite."
Lin Bohan stuffed the red envelope back and looked at Lin Yimu who was standing there blankly, "Son, this is your uncle, your mother's younger brother. He just came back from abroad today and came to visit us. This is your cousin Mingxuan, who is eight years old and just started second grade. He will also transfer to Yancheng to attend elementary school soon."
Lin Yimu listened to his father's introduction, looked at the man in a suit who looked somewhat like his mother, and then looked at the mixed-race boy standing together. For a moment, he doubted whether there was something wrong with his memory.
When did he have an uncle and cousin? Doesn’t he only have relatives on his dad’s side? He clearly remembered that his grandparents died when he was very young, and they never had a son, right?
However, this was not the time to get to the bottom of the matter, so Lin Yimu could only follow and call for help with a head full of question marks.
At this time, Jiang Wanqiu, who was cooking in the kitchen, also heard the noise and came out, accompanied by a beautiful and elegant foreign woman.
Lin Yimu probably knew that the other person should be his aunt.
When the woman saw Lin Yimu, she immediately said enthusiastically: "Is this Xiaomu? He is so handsome. You can tell at first glance that he is the son of my sister and brother-in-law."
When Jiang Wanqiu heard the woman praising her son, she said with some disdain, "Don't praise this boy. He just looks okay. Otherwise, I would worry about how to find him a wife in the future. Now he just reads books all day and is almost a nerd."
Although Jiang Wanqiu said she was disgusted, her expression was very happy. In the end, she did not forget to introduce the other person, "Xiao Mu, this is your aunt, hurry up and call someone."
As Lin Yimu expected, this was his aunt. However, what surprised Lin Yimu was that she spoke Chinese fluently and there was no accent at all.
After Lin Yimu politely called everyone, Jiang Wanqiu quickly asked everyone to go back to the living room and sit down. She also said to Lin Yimu: "Xiaomu, remember to bring your cousin Mingxuan to play with you."
Looking at the two affectionate families, one going back to the kitchen to cook while the other continuing to chat on the sofa, Lin Yimu, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, could only put aside the question marks in his head and led the little boy back to his room.
When Lin Yimu returned to his room, he looked at the little boy who followed him in. He didn't know what toys he should find for the little boy. His room was full of books.
Finally, Lin Yimu dug out a box of toys from his childhood from under the bed, took them out one by one and placed them on the bed, saying, "Are there any toys in this pile that interest you? If so, take them and play with them."
Jiang Mingxuan looked at the toys that Lin Yimu had placed on the bed. He was not embarrassed. Instead, he stepped forward to adjust a mechanical toy, thanked Lin Yimu politely, and then started playing with the toy himself.
Seeing that the boy was having fun by himself, Lin Yimu did not go over to join in the fun. After all, he was really too old to play with toys.
Lin Yimu sat at his desk, holding a book in his hand but not reading it. Instead, he was communicating with 001 in his mind.
"001, is there something wrong with my memory? I clearly remember that my mother doesn't have a younger brother. What's going on now?" Lin Yimu grabbed the system that was leisurely watching TV and asked.
001, who was watching TV, was interrupted by Lin Yimu's question. He turned off the TV connected to his network and said, "How should I know this if you ask me? I am just a system to assist you in your studies. How can I know the situation at home? Maybe you remembered it wrongly."
Lin Yimu listened to 001's words, but did not believe them. Instead, he frowned and said, "That's not right. Even if I remembered it wrong, I couldn't have forgotten my uncle's family, right?" At this point, Lin Yimu remembered something else and said, "Also, a few days before the preliminary round, I thought about my past life and there were many doubts. I only remembered that my parents died, but I couldn't remember the time and reason for their death. Apart from these, I don't think there's anything I don't remember. Don't you think it's suspicious?"
After listening to Lin Yimu's story, 001's chubby face wrinkled together. After a long while, he said, "Is it possible that you replaced or blocked these memories yourself? When people are extremely sad or stimulated, they will subconsciously block the memories that make them painful, and let the hippocampus process those memories and convert them into new memories and put them into the cerebral cortex to form long-term memories, so that you will believe it without a doubt."
After hearing 001's guess, Lin Yimu frowned. He didn't think there were any painful memories worth being sad about that would make him not remember them after being reborn, or even refuse to remember them. But when he thought about how he had forced himself to remember the time and cause of his parents' death, the pain in his head that exploded made him hesitate.
Lin Yimu was silent for a long time, until 001 thought that he had nothing to do and was about to continue watching TV, he heard Lin Yimu say: "Do you have any way to help me remember the lost memory? Even if it is painful, I want to remember it. After all, I am reborn and I don't want to have any regrets. I want to change the ending of my parents."
001 fell silent after hearing Lin Yimu's words.
Lin Yi Mu looked at the silent 001 in his mind, narrowed his eyes and stared at it for a while and said: "Why don't you speak? If it were usual, you would have started to mock me. Do you know something?" Lin Yi Mu's tone was a little excited when he said the last sentence.
001 looked at Lin Yimu, who looked a little agitated. His chubby and cute face was tangled for a long time before he showed a trace of reluctance and said, "Actually, I blocked this memory for you. I thought that you were like that in your previous life. No matter how I persuaded you, you refused to come out of it. In order to make you feel better, I thought of blocking that memory. As for this life, I didn't want you to experience the pain brought by those memories again. I always thought that I could spur you to make progress and change the fate of your family and parents. Who knows..."
001 was a little depressed when he said this, but he continued: "Who knew you had an uncle? When I met you in my previous life, your parents had just passed away. I hadn't seen your uncle for six years until you had a car accident." As a result, the truth is exposed now.
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