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Once he left, the atmosphere in the car immediately changed. Little Mei withdrew her interested look towards Song Zixiu, smiled and warned, "It's fine if you don't want to play with me, but you're not allowed to touch Ke Wei. She's different from me."

She knew that at that time, there were many people who liked her type when they were studying. She was tall, elegant, and had an indifferent temperament that attracted attention, but because she had always been a person who didn't like to talk, even if there were people who took an interest in her, they would usually stay far away from her. It wasn't surprising that the outstanding man in front of her liked that Lu Kewei, but from what she could tell, it was definitely just for fun.

Song Zixiu's lips curled up into a mocking smile, "I think you're thinking too much." There seemed to be a certain determination in her words. It was unknown if she was saying that he had no intention of touching Lu Kewei, or if she was saying that Little Mei was unable to stop him if he wanted to.

Soon, they arrived at Little Plum's residence. The car stopped and Little Plum got out of the car and came close to the front passenger seat, sticking his head in through the window. His entire face was almost touching the side of Song Zixiu's face, and he even accidentally wiped his lips, "I think you like to come out and play too. Are you sure you don't want to come up with me?"

Song Zixiu's face was frozen, not giving Little Mei any reaction at all.

Little Mei didn't have any more fun, but she still gave him a provocative squeeze on his shoulder before she turned around and left. Her figure was exceptionally enchanting in the darkness of the night.

Song Zi Xiu followed after Little Plum from the car. The rain had lessened, but there were still drops of it dripping onto the puddles on the cobblestones. Under the dim light of the street lamps, it seemed like they were going to faint one after another. Song Zixiu's steps shattered those ripples, his back lonely and lonely.

Lu Kewei, who returned home, quickly took off his half-wet clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Hot water sprinkled down from the shower onto her head, flowing down slowly. However, at this moment, Song Zixiu was the only person in her mind. In the end, she patted her head in annoyance, "It's all because of the beauty."

After showering, he wrapped himself in a towel and lay on the bed. Looking at the complicated ceiling, he couldn't sleep at all. He clearly felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his heart was starting to feel uncomfortable, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

She suddenly remembered that she had woken up from the hospital only three years ago.

It was an extremely cold morning. The outside world was completely covered in snow. Even before she opened her eyes, she felt that her whole body was unable to muster up any strength. A faint pain came from her lower abdomen.

A gentle and concerned female voice entered her ears. "Is he awake?"

As he opened his eyes, the figure in front of him gradually became clearer. It was a middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup. She curiously asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged woman held her hand and replied, "I'm your aunt. My name is Qin Zheng."

Lu Kewei searched around in his mind, only to find that she only remembered one thing: "Is my name Lu Kewei?"

Qin Zheng was pleasantly surprised, "So you still remember your name."

"Why is my surname different from yours?" he asked.

Qin Zheng fondled her forehead lovingly and replied faintly, "You have your mother's surname."

"Mmm." Kroft nodded, no longer suspecting anything.

Over the next few days, her body gradually began to recover. Qin Zheng told her that it was only a minor operation and that she would take her away when the recovery was almost complete.

It wasn't that Lu Kewei wasn't curious about his past. She tried to ask Qin Zheng a few times, but Qin Zheng only passed her a few words. One day, when Qin Zheng was taking her for a walk in the hospital's small garden, Lu Kewei couldn't help but ask a few more questions. This time, Qin Guan earnestly said, "Kewei, the past isn't a good memory."

From then on, he stopped asking questions.

She also felt that other than the scar on her abdomen, her body had an unusual reaction. Qin Zheng had only told her that it was a normal postoperative reaction, but he didn't tell her what surgery was done.

When her body was no different from a normal person's, Qin Zheng brought her to Edinburgh to settle down. Qin Zheng was an art worker and a professor at Edinburgh University. For this reason, she was afraid that Luke would be bored, so she asked him to send her to Edinburgh University to learn something.

In the blink of an eye, three years had passed, and almost all of her memories were of Edinburgh.

Probably because she had lost all her memories of the past, she began to think about doing more of what she had never done before, and she even found a notebook in which she wrote about skiing in Switzerland, about seeing the pyramids in Egypt, about seeing the aurora borealis in Sweden, and about doing a small part of what she had not done yet.

She found the notebook again and wrote at the end of a long list of events: I'd like to try a love affair. It was followed by a small person who put on a shy expression.

The next day was still evening work, so when she arrived at the store, she did not expect Song Zixiu to be there. He was still sitting by the French window on the first day.

When Song Zixiu saw her, he quickly waved at her. Lu Kewei smiled and went to the locker room at the back to change his clothes. After coming out, he walked up to Song Zixiu's table.

"I didn't expect you to be here." It was hard for him to conceal his pleasant smile.

Song Zixiu's expression was as gentle as water. "I was just testing my luck. I was afraid you were on the morning shift, so I came a little earlier. I didn't expect you to be on the night shift today." He had a laptop in front of him, and it looked like he was busy.

Lu Kewei smiled again, "Then busy yourself with your work. I'll head over first."

Song Zixiu called out to her, "Ke Wei, I'll wait for you to get off work tonight."

Lu Kewei looked at her suspiciously, then waved his hand and said, "No need. I got off work very late. I don't want to waste your time."

Song Zixiu smiled and explained patiently: "Why would it take up my time? I just feel like I've ruined your plans to see a movie last night. Tonight, I'll invite you to a movie.

What he said was watertight. No matter how many reasons Lu Kewei had to reject, he wouldn't know what to look for. In fact, she actually wanted to be alone with him. She nodded slightly and gave a grunt of agreement.

Song Zixiu watched her back as she left, sighing softly. The smile on his face seemed to be filled with confusion and satisfaction. Since she had forgotten all about it, let her forget all about it. She was in love with herself.

This day seemed like an unprecedented long day for Lu Kewei. When it was time to get off work, Song Zhenxiu helped her carry her small bag, and the two walked out side by side.

There was a movie theater nearby, so the two of them chose to walk there.

The film was a choice by Luke, a novel story about life and death and love from the point of view of clones. Both the male and female protagonists were now the most popular in Hollywood, and the subject matter was rather unpopular, but the audience was not small.

Seeing the male and female protagonists suffer greatly from love, Lu Kewei could not help but sigh with emotion, "Since you knew your fate was destruction from the very beginning, why did you still insist on loving them? It's totally asking for damage. "

Song Zixiu glanced at her for the first time, and the film's light cast a light on her fair face, "There is a saying that life and death are both small matters in life and death. We are destined to die as soon as we are born, but we shouldn't stop loving each other because of this. Moreover, emotions are the most uncontrollable thing in this world. If we could have chosen, then there wouldn't be so many males and females. "

Luke turned his head and glanced at him. He thought, "It really does make sense. If I don't love him because I'm afraid of getting hurt, then what's the point of living for a short lifetime?"

When the movie ended, he sat in his original spot for a while without moving. It was a really shocking movie. As the audience gradually left, Song Zixiu also pulled up Lu Kewei and followed behind her.

(The film comes from a young man named Kerry.) Mulligan, the new Spider-Man Andrew. Garfield and Britain's most influential actress after 80, Kaira. Knightley starred in "Don't Let Me Go," which people can watch when they are free, is very shocking.)

The two of them walked out of the movie theater and chose to leave on foot. Edinburgh was a city with a long history. Many times, the temperament of the city was similar to that of an old man. Only by slowly looking at it from afar would people be able to discover the charm of the city.

The two of them did not speak along the way, but they soon reached the end of their journey.

"Thank you for treating me to a movie, and thank you for sending me home," he said to Song Zixiu.

Song Zixiu put his hands in his pockets. His casual dressing made him look much younger. He smiled and said, "I am not familiar with this place. Thank you for staying with me."

"Hahaha …" Lu Kewei couldn't help but laugh, "It's better if the two of us don't thank each other like this. Otherwise, tonight will not be enough for us to thank each other."

Song Zixiu smiled as well. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to caress her long hair, then caress her face. The touch of his hands made him feel absent-minded. This city really made him feel like he was transported to another world.

Lu Kewei was shocked by his actions. He stared at him blankly.

Song Zixiu realized that he was unable to control himself and quickly retracted his hand. He pretended that nothing had happened as he jokingly said, "Since we are all at your house, why don't you invite me in?"

Because Qin Zheng often had to go to other countries to participate in literary and artistic events, she spent most of the year away from home. Lu Kewei was used to being alone at home, but she had never brought a man home before.

Song Zixiu knew what she was thinking from her reaction, and he continued to smile, "I was just joking." Seeing her sigh in relief, he could not help but say, "As a farewell, let's give each other a hug."

Before Lu Kewei could respond, Song Zixiu had already reached out and pulled her into his embrace. He could clearly feel her soft and gentle body in his embrace. He slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed this rare moment.

Seeing that his hand was getting tighter and tighter, Lu Kexin couldn't take it anymore, so she reminded him, "Let me go first."

Song Zi looked as if he had just awoken from a dream. He reluctantly let go of her. "You should leave quickly. I need to go too."

"En," Lu Kewei nodded his head dumbly. He turned around and walked back home. However, he only took two steps before turning around.

Song Zixiu found it somewhat funny. "Let's go in quickly. See you tomorrow."

He couldn't explain his feelings, but he felt reluctant to part with her. Seeing him standing still and looking at her without moving, his face suddenly turned red, and he quickly opened the door.

Song saw her figure disappear behind the door before he began to walk towards his house, which was still the same old alleyway that Edinburgh used to see, with its old buildings. He took a deep breath and looked up at the starry sky.

It turned out that being able to be together with her under the sky was also a type of happiness.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for both of them. As Lu Kewei lay in bed, his mind would occasionally think of the times he spent with Song Zixiu in the past few days. He didn't understand why this man could easily attract all of her attention; this wasn't an ordinary matter for her.

She couldn't help but curse herself in her heart: Lu Kewei, you're just a fanatic, an incurable fanatic.