The next morning.
Bai Yu woke up in bed and stared blankly at the warm sunlight for a long time. The sunlight was warm and everything looked peaceful and beautiful, but he felt empty inside.
He glanced at a red note on the bedside table, which read: Remember to read the diary.
Is it his own handwriting, that he wrote a note to remind himself to read his diary?
Bai Yu lowered his head and pondered for a while; he had a habit of keeping a diary.
However, he no longer remembered reminding himself to read his diary.
He opened each of the bedside table drawers and, sure enough, found a diary inside.
He opened the diary and began to read it page by page.
The first page of the diary reads: Never forget to write in your diary every day, or you will soon forget what happened yesterday.
Bai Yu's heart jumped, and some memories resurfaced in his mind.
He frowned, then looked further down the diary, which was mostly a record of what he did that day and what he would do the next.
Later, he started going on blind dates frequently, noting what each date was like and how it went.
At the end of almost every page, there is a sentence: This world seems to repeat itself every day.
Is every day the same?
Bai Yu repeated this sentence many times to deepen his memory of it.
There were too many diaries for Bai Yu to read all at once, so he turned to the last page.
The last page of the diary recorded what happened yesterday. It said that he met a boy named Ye Xunhuan on a blind date.
This boy evokes a strong protective instinct; he is gay, and it seems like you're trying to turn him gay.
The further he looked, the more his brows furrowed.
The diary states that he witnessed a boy named Ye Xunhuan coercing two people, who then committed suicide using gene-enhancing drugs.
After reading the diary, Bai Yu hugged his head tightly and pondered its contents.
He has memories, yet it seems he has none.
In his memory, he was a rich young master, his father was an oil tycoon, his mother was a lady from a prestigious family, and he had a grandmother who always wanted him to marry a rich heiress. These memories vividly filled his mind.
But when I think about it more deeply, I can't remember my father's name, my mother's appearance, or what the name of the wealthy young lady my grandmother arranged for her to be is.
He opened the door, and the room was quite spacious, clearly showing the features of a wealthy family.
The maid who was cleaning saw him and bowed respectfully. "Young Master!"
The phone rang, and he glanced down at it.
The person making the call was Chu Xing, his good friend.
He thought for a moment, then answered the phone. Chu Xing's cheerful voice came through.
"Let's go! Aren't you on a blind date today? I'll take you there."
Bai Yu's heart sank. In his diary, he had been going on blind dates non-stop, having already met more than a dozen girls.
And Bai Yu took him to every blind date. Was his world really just a repetitive cycle every day?
"First Wake Up, how many blind dates have I been on?"
"The sixteenth time! Seriously, how come you've been on so many blind dates and still haven't succeeded? I'm starting to wonder if you're just wasting your face? Or are all those women blind? Can't they see a handsome guy like you? Enough said, I'm waiting for you at the door, come out now!"
Bai Yu frowned. According to the progress of his diary, today was indeed his sixteenth blind date.
The timing was right, and the number of blind dates was right.
But his memory is definitely wrong!
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