Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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    Stretched, he didn't wait today . , Looked down at his wrist, it was already No. 17, looked around, patted the dust on his butt and went home.

    Opening the door of the house, I smelled a scent before entering. Xiaoyi was standing at the door in a girly apron to greet him, causing Zuo Yan to step back a few steps, looked at the door number, and it was indeed that his own home did not go to the wrong door. What does this mean?

    Standing at the door, Zuo Yan hesitated for a moment whether he should go in or not.

    "Little one."

    "Little...Master...you...fast forward...come on. "The most enthusiastic service, if it weren't for the thick waist, you might even bow to him.

    "Xiaoyi, did you have an appointment?" Zuo Yan was a little hesitant. Is this dress up for a game. When you enter the house, take a look at it first. The first thing you see is a table of dishes. The two words describe it as rich.

    A small chair was pulled out, and after he sat down, he took out the wet tissue. After Zuo Yan wiped his hands, it took it and threw it into his stomach.

    Zuo Yan was flattered. After asking carefully, he found out that it was the recent departure early and late that caused Xiaoyi's suspicion. He guessed that he might have a girlfriend, but after coming back these few days, his interest is not very high. The specific performance is not very good. I played games with it, and this guy guessed that he might be broken in love, and specially gave him such a comfort.

    "Less ...... God, this is what I have ...... ...... ...... marriage in the marriage match ...... ...... ...... website with pick ...... ...... ...... selected large aluminum ...... ...... ...... US"

    left without words Looking at the photos, I just took a look at how many of them there are, what the hell is doing all day long, should I pick a time to check it?

    "Little one."

    "Ah"

    "What the hell do you want to say."

    Little one looked at him and said solemnly: "Girl...friends will...some, this game...season...if...again ...If you don't work hard, you just... pass."

    Zuo Yan: Should I buy another junior, the kind that will accompany you to chat and play. Xiaoyi has been lonely and lonely for so long, or else go to the system to lend him two movies...

    Xiaoyi saw him walking away with a look on his job, and quickly turned the two wheels to follow behind him, "Just...play...for a while...I'm the closest...but...amazing... ...I don't believe the two of us...Try..."

    Zuo Yan: This dish is really delicious.

    The next day, Zuo Yan sat on a seat in the lobby of the memory hall and yawned. In order to ensure that he would not see a pair of grieving eyes by the bed in the middle of the night while sleeping, Zuo Yan played games until midnight.

    As for the ending, let's put it this way, almost let the randomly assigned teammates turn back. Sometimes the food is a very common phenomenon, but the average person will only pit himself, and if it doesn't help, just treat it as if there is no such person.

    However, Xiaoyi is the kind of wizard who specializes in pitting his teammates, his attacks will never fall on the enemy, and the healing will never fall on his own.

    After yawning, many people came and went by my side. They came and left peacefully, leaving behind a series of memories.

    "Mr. Zuo doesn't seem to have a good rest."

    Zuo Yan stood up and turned around and said: "It won't affect our surgery today."

    Zhou Wei nodded, "There are still 30 minutes before the appointment time. Did Mr. Zuo have breakfast?

    " Not yet. Someone will entertain you in a while."

    Zhou Wei looked at Zuo Yan in front of him, with a relaxed expression, just like he had just met and signed a contract at the beginning. He didn't have any resistance to delete his memories, just because of this. Make him feel uneasy.

    There is only such a family in the memory hall of Mu Weixing. To enter here, you need identity and money. Zuo Yan took out a lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, with the tip of his fingers folded in the candy paper, and his gaze looked at the floating above his head. One after another mini-planet, he would choose to settle in this city because of this.

    Half an hour passed quickly, Zhou Wei turned off his phone and stood up, Zuo Yan followed him to the second floor.

    The stairs are a large rotating circle. From above, you can see the whole of the first floor. Zuo Yan's line of sight is shuttled across the crowd, and the sugar bite in his mouth rattles.

    Going higher and higher, walking all the way to the top floor, Zuo Yan looked at the small planet model floating in front of him, reached out and picked one out and put it in his pants pocket.

    At the end, a doctor in a white coat came out, and after talking with Zhou Wei, he looked at Zuo Yan and reached out to invite him in.

    Although I don't know the principle of amnestics, it's just the easiest way to delete memories according to the date like him. The time of his dreaming is recorded as long as the memory of dreaming is deleted.

    Things like the dormant bin, when you lie down, the memory is automatically sorted like a calendar, accurate to the second.

    After the doctor adjusted the machine, he turned his head and was stunned. "Is it you?"

    Zuo Yan caught the little planet about to drift away. "Do you remember me?"

    "There are so many people here, it's impossible to remember everyone, but only You like this gadget." The doctor said while adjusting the potion.

    Zuo Yan smiled and put the little planet back into his pants. "Leave a memorial. After all, I have done such a big operation."

    He said that he went inside and took off his clothes. Putting on the clothes prepared by the doctor, he came out and lay in, and the transparent cover was closed.

    Zhou Wei approached and watched the doctor turn on the button of the machine. The memory appeared on the lid in the form of data. Everything was ready. Once the last button was pressed, the memory would be deleted. However, at this moment, the door suddenly opened.

    Zhou Wei turned his head subconsciously, and the person at the door sank his heart, and he couldn't hide what should have come.

    "Master."