The term 'three years later' often appears in film and television works as a turning point or the end of the plot.
This word is very easy to use. It can make a large plot jump at once, and most of the time it is used in conjunction with a black screen and white text.
The reason why everyone likes to use 'three years later' to make a transition may be that one or two years is too short; four or five years is too long, so the compromise time of three years is Very popular - in line with the golden mean of Daxia people.
Xu Qiji doesn’t hate time travel stories.
But wouldn’t it be a bit too much to suddenly become yourself three years later without any memories of the journey?
Or the ‘three years later’ twist in the TV plot, where the characters have memories of ‘three years’.
But he didn’t. He switched to a time point three years later.
Is this the same as asking people to perform without giving them lines in the script?
Just skipping the process and entering the ending is not a rogue thing!
Xu Qiji slowly turned off the phone and put it in a familiar place.
Leaning on the back of the bed, my thoughts spread again.
What if...
If it is really 2025...then I made a time jump and jumped from 2022 to 2025?
Or... maybe it was me in 2025 who suffered some kind of mental shock and suddenly lost three years of memory, and my memory was only retained in 2022?
In contrast, the latter is more likely.
After all, amnesia is closer to reality than time jump. The former is too magical, while the latter is much more realistic.
So, I must have lost my memory?
In addition to these two possibilities, there is actually a more appropriate and realistic possibility...
[I may be dreaming! ] Lying on the soft pillow, Xu Qiji nodded secretly.
As the saying goes, ‘Think about it every day and dream about it at night’.
When I had insomnia in the early morning, my thoughts spread and I conceived a long story called "Xu Qiji's Life". I even almost came up with the name of my granddaughter.
I thought about it so much before going to bed, and it was very reasonable to dream about my future and get married that night.
——In the dream, I dreamed that I suddenly had a partner who matched my personal aesthetics, and I didn’t have the memory of the past three years, so it all makes sense.
It makes sense!
Since it’s still a dream, it’s easy to handle.
Don’t worry, let the dream continue.
When you wake up from the dream, everything is restored.
Xu Qiji put his hands under his head and slid down to lie down.
Don’t think too much, don’t worry, just relax and enjoy this rare dream.
Xu’s active brain fell silent again and slowly stopped thinking.
When I woke up, I reappeared in the dormitory of Chengjiang UniversityThen Yang Yue in the upper bunk might be asking me to get up. Gao Cuan might bring us breakfast when he is in a good mood, and Zhang Ping should be the last one to get up...
Well, next time If you have insomnia, stop imagining long life plots to avoid having such unrealistic dreams again.
After waking up from the dream, only sadness remains.
......
......
Xu Qiji relaxed physically and mentally, and when he was about to enter the 'sleep' state again, a familiar sound suddenly came to his ears. ringtone.
It's a mobile phone alarm clock... This ringtone used to call Xu Qiji affectionately to get up for class every day, so when he heard the ringtone, his whole body was refreshed, and his scalp began to feel numb and congested. .
Alarm clock ringtones are really a ruthless invention in human history. People hate them deeply, but they can't live without them.
Xu Qiji opened his eyes and looked at the place where the ringtone sounded.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that his 'other half' had his eyes closed. He reached out in a daze and grabbed a couple's phone of the same model as Xu Qiji's near the pillow. , without opening your eyes, you can skillfully reach out and turn off the alarm clock.
Her action of turning off the alarm clock is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.
About five seconds passed.
She yawned and slowly opened her eyes, just in time to meet the eyes of Qi Ji who was looking at her.
Xu Qiji looked at her dark eyes, and there was almost no blood in the bright eyes - from this, it can be seen that the owner of the eyes has a high quality of sleep, and his schedule should be very regular? He is probably a very self-disciplined person?
"Good morning, Ah Ji." When she woke up, she smiled softly at Xu Qiji, sat up and stretched.
Her voice is very recognizable and matches her temperament very well - almost after seeing her appearance, I feel that she should have this type of voice.
Seeing his wife's greetings, Xu Qiji nodded and replied: "Morning..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he paused slightly.
There is a problem.
He doesn’t know his ‘wife’s’ name.
This dream did not follow a step-by-step process, but jumped directly to married life like a bungee jump. Therefore, apart from the physical closeness to his 'wife', he could not call her by name.
This is very bad.
Even if it’s a dream, you can’t just call me a made-up name, right?
Men still need a little desire to survive.
Xu Qiji’s brain was running rapidly.
When the brain is about to get hot...
"Good morning, my dear." Xu Qiji said wittily.
He secretly offered his blessings to the senior who coined the word ‘dear’.
"Huh? I'm so old." She smiled across from her and said, "I have to get up and go to the company first today to deal with some things. You worked until midnight yesterday and fell asleep late... sleep a little longerSon. "
After saying that, she came over, picked up her hair with one hand, pushed them behind her ears, leaned over and pecked Xu Qiji's lips gently.
< p>One touch and go, no depth, a morning greeting between husband and wife“What’s for breakfast? "After a peck, she crawled over from Xu Qiji, took off the clothes from the hanger on the bedside, and changed into pajamas.
"Want some porridge? "Xu Qiji replied. In his hometown, it is customary to eat porridge with some side dishes for breakfast. It is an old custom.
"Okay. "She said as she walked to the bathroom.
The daily communication between husband and wife seemed as simple and calm as before.
After she entered the bathroom to freshen up, Xu Qi Ji's tense body relaxed!
[If it was a dream, wouldn't it be a little scary in reality?]
The interaction between her and him was so natural. Just like a real old married couple
And it's so delicate - such details should rarely appear in normal dreams, right?
Xu Qiji's heart. He felt faintly uneasy.
He had already realized that this might not be a dream.
Not long after, his wife came out of the bathroom, sat down by the dressing mirror, and put on her makeup. She put on light makeup.
Her shoulder-length hair was tied into a ponytail and she also wore a pair of glasses. This outfit made her aura much stronger.
"I'll keep them warm after I make breakfast later. After you go back to sleep, remember to get up and have breakfast. Don't forget it. "She warned carefully.
This is a virtuous thing that warms people from the core.
"Yes. "Xu Qiji nodded in response - his body, especially his big heart, began to give him a message of 'I am very warm'. Is this what 'my heart is warm' means?
Both Without the need for brain control, my heart started to warm up, saving a lot of procedures.
After putting on makeup, my wife opened the door and went to the kitchen.
— —From the brief conversation just now, we can understand that she is going to the company to deal with something. Judging from the tone, maybe the company belongs to her?
Relatively speaking, Xu Qiji’s own work. It's much more free, but occasionally you need to stay up all night to complete it, so you didn't have to go to work during the day even if you slept late yesterday?
Why is there so much freedom in work?
After his wife left the room and closed the door, Xu Qiji relaxed again and sunk his head into the pillow.
It was so real.
When this kind of 'reality' exceeds a certain limit, everyone will start to doubt
So, Xu Qiji raised his left hand and stared at it. After a moment, he found a suitable area in the muscle to start with.
After finding the target, he stretched out his right hand, reached out with his thumb and index finger, and pinched it.Twist the target arm meat in the muscles of your left hand hard.
Accept the cruelty of reality, left brachioradialis!