Does my wife remember me today?

I thought about how to explain the current situation.

I opened my mouth cautiously, trying to recall my wife's impression of me: "Old... Xia Xia, I am Ji Chu." My wife got used to it, and almost blurted it out again.

My wife doesn't like my full name, so everyone understands and calls him Xia Xia.

"I..." I saw my wife tilt her head, as if trying to remember something.

come on!wife!come on!

I cheered him up in my heart, hoping that he would remember who this handsome man in front of him was.

"You..." My wife's movement changed from tilting her head to covering her head, he, he was still searching for me in memory...

My heart was throbbing, and I grabbed his hand: "My wife..."

Even though he was deprived of his memory, even though I don't exist in his world now, I'm still an important part of his heart. You see, his brows are all wrinkled...

Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke.

My wife's eyes widened, and she shook off my hand: "What are you doing?! You haven't harassed enough, have you?!"

I let go of him resentfully: "...Oh."

Wronged.

Don't blame him, I can see that my wife has tried her best to remember me.

It's all because of the damn setup.

But wife, don't you think the table of food in front of you that suits your appetite has something to do with me?How can you have dinner ready on the table if you're single?

My wife doesn't seem to think there's anything wrong with it.

He sat down, sorted out his emotions, and said to me: "You... Did you go to the wrong door and admit the wrong person?"

I ain't I don't!

Me: "You... really don't remember me?"

The wife shook her head blankly.

He seemed very tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows: "Really. I don't know how you got into my house."

He has obvious dark circles under his eyes, which must have been caused by the continuous work during this period.

But even so, under the light, his face is slightly upturned, and the whole person seems to be coated with a layer of soft light. From my point of view, his perfectly lined side face, handsome nose bridge, and well-curved lips are just like my first The first time I saw him, it was heart-warming.

At this time yesterday, he was hugging me and acting like a baby: "I'm so tired."

"Hey, it will be much better to have a sip of hot soup."

"The progress of this drama is really too fast. I have to get up and put on makeup every day before dawn." He buried himself in my chest and said in a low voice.

I patted his head: "It's okay, I'm not coming back from work now."

He rubbed my waist: "Yeah."

I picked up his face and pecked lightly: "Let's eat first, and after we eat, we will go to the movies quietly, so as not to be recognized by others."

"it is good."

Now, looking at him in front of me, although I don't remember me, he didn't question me further about "breaking into the private house", and just quietly started to eat my carefully prepared dinner.

I suddenly felt distressed and wanted to go up and hug him.

I crept closer to—

He raised his eyelids suddenly: "Still leaving?"

Oh QAQ!So fierce!

Wife, are you so rude to others?

But I am not "others", hehehe.

My wife just forgot about me for a while.

He was soft when facing me.

Forget it, my wife is so tired, let's not bother him today, let's go through it another day.

I quickly made a complete set of psychological construction for myself, and my heart, which had been hit a little bit, became sunny again: "Then, then I'm leaving!"

The wife drank the soup and silently expressed her attitude.

It's because my wife has lost her memory and still loves my dishes so much.

I was reluctant but still walked out of the house.

I can't go home, I'm really miserable.

Wronged X2.

I drove to my other residence.I don't really like the villa my parents bought for me. It's too big, too empty, and it's scary to live alone. It's not at all as comfortable as the cozy nest of my wife and I.

But no matter what, today I have to spend the night here first.

I was lying alone on the big bed in the villa, thinking about which day would be better to go back to.

I turned on the calendar on my phone, March 3rd, and it was yesterday, so my wife lost her memory on the morning of March 23th.

My wife stayed in Japan for a month and a half...

Or, I'll go back half a month ago and visit a class to see how my wife reacts?

Well, just do it!

我有些犯困，心里默念着“回到3月10号回到3月10号回到3月10号”，睡着了。

The next day.

I stretched and touched my side habitually, but there was nothing there—oh, I'm in my own villa now, and my wife hasn't thought of me yet.

and many more!

I sat up abruptly, picked up my phone——

3 month 24 number.

Didn't work? ?

So how did I manage to get back to the 23rd yesterday?

I was thinking about it while showering.

Yes, wardrobe.

Want to hide in the closet and go back in time?What the hell setting.

But for the sake of my wife, I complained, and obediently got into the wardrobe in the villa.

My wife and I don't come to this place often, and when we opened the closet, an unpleasant smell hit our nostrils.

I grabbed my phone and said silently: "Back to March 3th."

……

……

……

Why am I still in the closet? ? ?Time hasn't changed at all? ? ?

Or do we have to go back to that closet in our apartment?

I can't complain about this setting anymore.

Anyway, I have read a lot of articles, and you are going to lose fans when you write like this, you know.

I glanced at the time, not sure if my current wife was awake or what she was doing, but for the continuation of our love, I got in the car without hesitation and went back to the apartment to try.

In order to prevent embarrassment, I planned to wait for my wife to go out before entering the house, so as not to scare him again.

I waited on tiptoe at the door of the apartment for a long time, and finally saw my wife leave the apartment tightly wrapped.

Although he doesn't remember me, the scarf I bought for him is still tied around his neck.

It's now!

Summer wind!Fire on a winter night!Who walks the tightrope for love? !

it's me!it's me!

I opened the door with the key and successfully entered the apartment.

Quick fight!

I nestled in the closet again, took out my mobile phone, and prayed devoutly in my heart.

回到3月10号回到3月10号回到3月10号……

At this moment, a dazzling light shot in.

The cabinet door opened suddenly.

...I'm talking about wardrobe doors!I'm already out!

I saw with my own eyes just now the wife who had left the house and came back. She stood in front of me and asked coldly, "It's you again? What are you doing here?!"

……

Why is it still not successful! ! !

I looked into my wife's eyes, no matter how thick-skinned I am, I feel a little embarrassed at the moment.

So, I said angrily, "Don't...don't call the police..."

Really, too cruel.

After I finished speaking, I turned my face away, not daring to continue looking at him.

The wife took a deep breath: "You..."

I want to rush up and hug him, want to give him a deep kiss, want to do many things to him, but now he...

Forget it, I can't rush.

I randomly tore a piece of clothing from the closet to cover my face.

Take me back to March 3th.

——Just like yesterday, there was another brief dizziness.

I'm... I'm back?

I quickly took out my phone, March 3th.

Because of the change of time, my wife is no longer in front of my eyes. According to his itinerary, he should still be in Japan and not come back.

So - I thought about it, what is the medium that allows me to travel back?

The apartment, the wardrobe, and... I looked at what I just grabbed by accident in my hand-a wife's clothes?

Only by gathering these three elements can we go back freely?

——What the hell kind of garbage setting is this? ? ! !

I, Ji Chu, am in full bloom, handsome and unrestrained.

I have a big head now.

The author has something to say:

This rubbish setup...

It's also the product of a momentary brain fever

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What are my thoughts?