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Chapter 531: You're feeling down? It's okay, I'm feeling sweet (Bonus Chapter)

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It's hot, just like it was five years ago.

Today, Ashu treated me to cold noodles. She was still cold and sarcastic towards me, but she wasn't as distant as before; there was still some distance between us. However, I was very happy, so I wanted to write a little more.

This is the last page of my 23rd notebook, and I want to finish writing on it.

Five years ago, the sun was as warm as it is today, but the rain that fell that day was cold and chilly. The hospital smelled stiff and unpleasant.

When He Sheng came to find me, I felt as if ice and snow were falling.

"My Ashu"—I felt resentment, resentment, and jealousy. I never even dared to dream of her, yet I was enraged by his scheming and plotting: those four words pierced my heart. I must have known Ashu; I believe that in a past life, or many past lives, fragmented memories remain of me, that I once rightfully possessed her.

Time is fragmented and fleeting.

Those four words must have opened something, I don't know.

Since then, some inexplicable things have occupied my mind, along with He Sheng's decline. I spent three years shaping myself into someone so tall and strong.

I want to marry her

My Ah-Shu

I didn't intend to spend anything to get her to forgive me, because I am unforgivable. I just wanted to know what I could offer in exchange for her life to waste and linger with me.

I don't want to write anymore.

Ashu asked me to play games. I don't know why she likes to play with me. I don't know anything about the game. She just asked me to hang something called "Yao" on her head and play an endless battle with her.

Goodbye

Five years

Hello

lifetime

He Jian closed his notebook and went to find Song Zhishu.

The once arrogant and elegant cat on the notebook finally lowered its head.

I inhaled the fragrance of the tender grass.

1

He took his phone and went to find Song Zhishu.

When He Jian first went to see Song Zhishu two years ago, he was met with a cold reception from Song Chao, and the situation was even worse two years later. Strangely enough, while Song Chao verbally expressed his utter contempt for his spendthrift daughter, he was completely unwilling to see He Jian. He Jian didn't understand.

It must be because he hasn't made a name for himself yet.

But under his relentless pursuit, Song Zhishu finally surrendered and moved into his house.

His dependence on Song Zhishu has only increased over the past five years, rather than decreased.

"He Jian, refresh the shield."

"...What should I swipe?"

"No need to refresh anymore, the opponent got a double kill."

He Jian looked nervously at Song Zhishu, who had no expression on her face, and gently tugged at her sleeve.

Song Zhishu looked over, stared at him for a moment, then suddenly leaned in and gently kissed his lips, before pulling away again and looking down at her phone: "Continue."

Five years

He Jian has been staring blankly with his mouth agape for five years.

This was the first time Song Zhishu had kissed him in five years.

"Hejian, come and guard the crystal."

He Jian frantically tried to control his hero, but before he could even leave the fountain, the crystal exploded.

“…A-Shu…”

"It's nothing, just for entertainment." Song Zhishu sighed as she looked at the uniform record in her hand.

She disliked playing games alone, but she was too embarrassed to play with others. Since Liang Shengyu didn't play games, she could only play with He Jian.

Five years

Her temper has been worn down.

"This little dwarf plus me..."

Song Zhishu took his phone, and sure enough, a player with twin ponytails added He Jian as a friend, and the friend request was simple and straightforward.

[Are you disabled in your hand? You should go to the hospital.]

Song Zhishu clicked "agree," and He Jian, seeing her type a string of words at lightning speed, quickly deleted her from his friend list, proudly raised his head: "Anyway, I'm the MVP, you did nothing wrong."

[Are you going to the hospital's OB/GYN to see if you're giving birth to piglets?]

Li Jiaojiao stared at the line of text on her phone, her eyes blazing with fury.

2

Song Zhishu secretly ran away by herself.

She and Hejian had been together for three months, but Hejian always liked to cling to her, sending her messages nonstop as soon as he got off work every day. Sometimes he would even call her while she was playing games.

Knowing He Jian's temperament, and not daring to turn off Do Not Disturb, she could only play the human-computer interface. However, He Jian was also an extreme person; he not only watched over her but also restricted her. When Song Zhishu had her period, he wouldn't go to the company for the first two days, partly to take care of her and partly to supervise her. She hated pain the most, yet she never avoided any foods, and every time she was in so much pain she would writhe in agony.

At first, He Jian didn't interfere too much, but after they officially became a couple, he became increasingly unrestrained and started running around. Last time, he even wouldn't let her eat the noodles!

Who is Song Zhishu?

He's the reincarnation of Ultraman!

What is she afraid of?

Song Zhishu nodded and went to the snack street alone.

The shop she bought has been her home for five years now. The little boy who couldn't even do simple math problems has finally grown up and is now doing very well at school.

The boy was handsome, especially dashing among the group of young boys. He was good at studying, tall, and extremely popular.

“Sister…” Song Zhishu was sitting, waiting for the dough to be rolled out.

"Didn't Sister Liang come?"

The young boy was reserved in front of her, but he always liked to come over and ask about Liang Shengyu.

She brought Liang Shengyu here before. Liang Shengyu didn't like this kind of snack, but she liked the taste.

"Her, it seems she went abroad to avoid the pressure of getting married."

Song Zhishu waved his hand.

"If you like Sister Liang, return Sister Song's noodles, and I'll give you Sister Liang's phone number, okay?"

He Jian smiled, and his expression brightened as he watched the little boy.

"Crane, seal!!"

Song Zhishu cried out, and when she saw He Jian looking over, she choked up again.

"Hmph!" she snorted and turned to leave.

Helpless, He Jian gave Liang Shengyu's phone number to the boy and chased after him.

3

They have been married for a year.

But whenever Hejian had the chance, she would still insist on having a portrait painted of Song Zhishu. They had a special room to store these.

Song Zhishu was drowsy, but He Jian was focused and attentive.

She finally couldn't resist and fell asleep.

He Jian gently put down his pen

He walked in, squatted down, and carefully examined every inch of her exquisite beauty.

Yoshihisa

A warm, wet kiss landed on my lips.

Ah Shu, spring has faded. Summer is about to burst into life again.

—He Jian, "Spring and Summer"

"Is it still not working?" The elegant woman leaned against her husband's chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

The boy in front of the massive electronic device angrily slammed his fist against the wall, gritting his teeth and shaking his head.

The women's weeping was even more heart-wrenching.

The boy looked at the two people sleeping side by side on the other side of the wall.

How could this be? How could this be?

Even if he used all the loopholes in the capture process to create a person, why would he still be able to regain his abilities without any memory?

It was clearly Li Zhe who had severely damaged his memory.

What exactly triggered this man?

He had no choice but to continue.

He can't lose.