Long Ting: "If you rush to rewards for a task, you will lose the fun in the task. This is like enjoying the scenery along the way when you are on a journey. It is always more meaningful than taking pictures and checking in, isn't it?"
Dongfang Rumeng: "I... think that if the task progress can be faster, we can do more tasks together and leave more beautiful memories before leaving."
Long Ting: "Memory is a magical thing. Sometimes it doesn't mean that the more things you experience, the more things you will remember."
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Long Ting: "The depth and number of memories depends on how impressive things are and their willingness to remember. People will always unconsciously remember things that bring them unforgettable feelings, and at the same time they will only be willing to remember. Live what you want to remember."
Jia Meng stopped and looked at Long Ting's words, feeling that it was not unreasonable, and fell into thinking.
As a person with memory loss, she suddenly understood why she only remembered some things, while other things could not be recalled anyway.
However, she could not tell whether the things she had forgotten were because they were irrelevant to her, or because she didn't want to remember them subconsciously...
And those scenes that can be vaguely remembered, are they because they are too important to me, or because I only want to remember them in my subconscious mind
The more Jia Meng thought about it, the more desperate he became. Long Ting's words smashed her head like a thunder, causing her to scream in pain!
Long Ting: "Rumeng, are you still there?"
Long Ting: "Why don't you speak anymore?"
Marley saw that Jia Meng hadn't responded for a long time, cut off the cigarette butt and turned off the computer.
The lights of the bustling city have gradually extinguished as the night darkened.
Seeing Dongfang Rumeng's character still standing in place and moving, but still a colorful head, Marai's mouth is smiling brightly.
This night, for Marley, was exciting and exciting.
The companionship in the virtual world made him feel like he had walked into Jia Meng's heart again.
He guessed that perhaps Jia Meng had fallen asleep only because of fatigue.
Long Ting: "Are you asleep?"
Long Ting: "Good night, my dream is like a dream."
Marley made two messages, quit the game, and walked out of the empty office.
As always, he knew that he was going to pick up the car in the equally empty underground parking lot of the office building, then drove back to the equally empty apartment residence, and fell asleep in the empty double room.
But when he had just walked to the underground garage, before he could walk to his parking space, he heard the voice of a man and a woman talking.
"Son, hold on, I'll call Lao Chen to come and drive now!"
"Mom, no! I drank some wine, but there are few people at night, I can drive home!"
At night, driving under the influence
This office building is a real estate owned by the Thunder Group. The underground parking garage has extremely limited seats. Only middle and high-level managers of the group and VIP partners with special permits will park here.
Who is it
Marley walked in the direction of the sound, and through the dim light of the underground garage, he saw a fashionable middle-aged woman who was supporting a man of his own age.
By listening to their conversation and seeing their figure again, you will know that this is a mother and child.
The middle-aged woman slapped the young man on the back. The man's head fell down and almost plunged into the trash can in the underground garage. There was a sound of vomiting.
Marley was surprised by this disgusting behavior, and was even more curious about the identities of these two men in his heart.
He subconsciously covered his nose and mouth, tiptoe, his steps lighter and slower, and he approached step by step.
The middle-aged woman took out a tissue, wiped the remaining vomit on the young man's face, and hugged him in her arms distressedly.
"Son, haven't you always liked Mengmeng since childhood? Why are you upset when the wedding date is finalized?"
"Mom, no, I'm happy, I'm really happy. I've waited twenty years for this day to come. It will happen in three months!"
These two conversations suddenly came, and Marei felt as if he had been pointed at an acupuncture point, and immediately stopped.
Mengmeng! Wedding date! Twenty years! Three months!
He quickly grabbed the key words in the conversation and quickly hid in a dark corner.
"Son, you can't lie to mom, but once the contract is signed with Jia Tianming, there is no room for repentance. You don't like Mengmeng, why don't you tell mom earlier?"
"What can I say!" The young man leaned his head on the pillar in the underground garage, covered his face with his hands, and when his hands fell, he frowned and closed his eyes. "I was the only one in my heart since I was young. In her eyes, I am not as good as online dating in a game!"
The middle-aged woman held her son's shoulders with her hands and said: "You and Mengmeng have been playing together since childhood. There is no doubt about the relationship foundation. After marriage, you can definitely love each other, respect each other like guests, and enjoy each other!"
"Haha," the middle-aged man sneered, with a bleak taste, "love each other? Mom, don't use words indiscriminately! However, I believe that we respect each other as a guest after marriage. We have always been in this way of getting along... Ha ha."
Ma Lei can be completely sure that the mother and son in front of him are Tang Xiaowan, the president of the Tang Culture Company, and the young master Tang Xiaojian!
Hearing their increasingly unscrupulous dialogue, he couldn't help but clenched his fists, with an urge to step forward and hit someone.
Although he knew it well, it was normal to know that wealthy marriages were comparable to paper marriages, and that they had no feelings for each other, or that they would treat each other as guests for common interests after marriage.
But it's about Jia Meng, he couldn't bear it, watching the woman he couldn't ask for, about to marry into such a family!
Tang Xiaowan looked around and seemed to be wary of the ears on the wall. She dragged her son with a hand and said, "Son, I'll say it in the car."
Tang Xiaojian waved his hand and pushed Tang Xiaowan away.
Tang Xiaojian's movements are not big, but Tang Xiaowan, who wears fine-pointed high heels, was bullied by Jia Tianming and Li Lu at the Net Dream Company today and fell to the ground like falling dogs.
Now that he was pushed like this by his own son, he naturally couldn't bear it, and fell to the ground again all of a sudden.
Tang Xiaojian didn’t see that he pushed his mother to the ground. He just covered his frowning eyebrows, cried, and screamed, "I just want to vent here, can’t I? The marriage date cannot be changed, and I also Acknowledge your fate! I don’t blame this marriage contract, I just blame my bad life! Blame my bad life!"
"Then my life is all right?" Tang Xiaowan, who was sitting on the ground lost her reason, broke down, and yelled, "I have no retreat. Every choice I make and everything I do is for us, Tang Xiaowan. Shi and you, son!"