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It takes a normal person at least one minute to read a page of a book. If you read carefully word by word, this time will increase to three minutes. Moreover, although the content you read has an impression in your mind, you cannot memorize it casually.

, and answered any question without hesitation.

Zhao Hongyan's slightly opened mouth showed her inner shock. It only took twenty seconds for this guy to read a page of a book. His eyes were like a scanner scanning over the text. It looked like he was flipping through the book instead of reading.

It only took him less than 20 minutes to read a 300-page "History of the Development of Film and Television". Can he remember the contents of the book? Zhao Hongyan asked herself that she might be able to remember a few knowledge points, but it was definitely not like

Like Mo Xin, he could answer any random questions.

Is this guy a robot? Zhao Hongyan thought stupidly, stretched out her hand and touched his cheek. It was warm, not as cold as a robot.

Mo Xin grabbed her hand and said angrily: "Are you teasing me?"

"Get out." Zhao Hongyan took out her hand and asked in surprise, "How did you do that?"

She suddenly remembered that when they first met, he borrowed the book "An Actor's Self-cultivation" from her. At that time, he was flipping through the book faster than this. At that time, Zhao Hongyan thought that he was borrowing the book to arouse her.

He also asked him to put it down without reading it, so as not to damage the book.

How? Mo Xin didn't know how to answer.

"You're not a robot, are you? Your eyes are like scanning, and it's stored in your brain." Zhao Hongyan looked at her stupidly.

This time, Mo Xin stretched out his hand, touched her forehead, and asked with concern: "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Zhao Hongyan slapped his hand, swatted it away, and rolled her eyes: "You just have a fever."

"Since you don't have a fever, why do you ask such a strange question?"

"What's weird? You're weird, okay?" Zhao Hongyan said speechlessly.

"I really don't know the reason." He pointed to the faint scar on his forehead and said, "Someone must have beaten me here with a stick, and then there was no memory of the past."

There was a one-meter-wide desk between the two of them. Zhao Hongyan couldn't see clearly, so she stood up and bent forward. Sure enough, she saw the slightly bulging skull and the faint scar that was one to three inches long.

, she stretched out her hand and touched it, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Mo Xin shook his head, smelling the fragrance coming from her body. He hesitated whether Mo Xin was sitting. Zhao Hongyan stood up and leaned over. The collar on her chest was wide open, and she could see the plain white bra and the sparse grooves.

, Mo Xin's eyes suddenly wandered, intent on taking a peek, but afraid that she would be furious if she found out.

Fortunately, Zhao Hongyan did not continue this action for long, and sat down after touching his scar.

"Did you lose your memory because you were beaten?"

Mo Xin nodded.

"Why did they hit you?"

Mo Xin smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have any previous memories, so I don't know at all." He couldn't say that he suspected that he had been raped by a woman, and this scar might have been left by that woman.

If Mo Momo knew Mo Xin's idea, would she be bursting with shame and anger?

"I only have memories of the last few months, and I don't have any memories before the injury. So if you ask me why, I don't know at all."

Zhao Hongyan nodded and asked softly: "Do you want to remember the past memories?"

"No, this is good."

Regardless of his previous life experience and his identity and family background, he had no idea. After all, the police found out that he was a homeless man before. No matter what the reason was, there was nothing to miss about a homeless man.

But as far as what he knew about his previous experience, let it be treated as a dusty secret. He didn't want to tell Zhao Hongyan about his wandering.

So Mo Xin feels that his current status is quite good.

As he named himself, forget about the past and start over.

Zhao Hongyan put her chin on her hands and looked at Mo Xin casually: "Your experience is really inspiring. You have no memory, but you took the college entrance examination and got into university. If it is adapted into a script and made into a movie, it will definitely make people cry."

Mo Xin smiled bitterly and said: "Come on. It's still a tear-jerker. As long as you don't dislike me."

Zhao Hongyan's cheeks suddenly turned red, she turned her head and whispered, "Why do I dislike you?"

Mo Xin poked her other hand on the table and said softly: "It's good that you know these things yourself. In addition to the policeman Uncle Zhang's family who helped me apply for household registration, they also took me in and let me go to her supermarket.

The boss of the part-time job knows."

Zhao Hongyan smiled sweetly and said: "Well. I won't tell others. Is this a secret between the two of us?"

Mo Xin thought about it seriously.

"If it's my amnesia, it doesn't count as a secret between us. If it's my good memory, then forget it. Only you know about it."

Zhao Hongyan smiled so happily that her bright eyes almost squinted together.

"Well. Then you are not allowed to tell anyone else. What if you are captured?"

Looking at her silly look, Mo Xin couldn't help but smile. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, pinched her smooth jade cheek, and whispered: "I'm not stupid, so I won't tell anyone else.

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"Then you still tell me?"

"I just……"

Mo Xin hesitated for a moment, thinking about the words, yes, why would he tell Zhao Hongyan such a thing? He had no intention of telling anyone, and even the matter of amnesia was just accidentally let out, as if he had a super memory.

, it would be too shocking to tell the story about photographic memory. Why would I reveal it in front of Zhao Hongyan?

He thought and thought, but couldn't think of a reason.

Zhao Hongyan kept looking at him with a smile, looking forward to his answer.

Mo Xin looked at her smiling eyes, sighed inwardly, and said softly: "I just don't want to deceive you."

Zhao Hongyan seemed to be very satisfied with the answer. She took the initiative to reach out and hold his hand without saying a word. She lowered her head. Xiafei's cheeks looked extremely moving.

For a while, the two of them stopped talking too much. Mo Xin continued to read quietly, but Zhao Hongyan lost interest in reading. Her hand kept holding Mo Xin's hand, but her mind was not on the book.

At this time, silence is better than sound. In the quiet library, time passes by one minute and one second. The campus is filled with melodious singing. This bell should have rang at half past eleven, just because today, Sunday, there are no students in class. The original monotonous

The ringtone was changed to a song to remind students who were sleeping in the dormitory that it was time to eat.

Zhao Hongyan looked at the time, and it was indeed half past eleven.

She smiled and said, "You were the one who invited me the past two days. Shall I treat you to dinner today?"

Mo Xin's eyes fell on her face from the book, and he smiled softly: "Okay, what do you want me to eat?"

Zhao Hongyan tilted her head and thought for a while: "Canteen?"

Mo Xin looked at her speechlessly: "I don't want to die too early."

Zhao Hongyan covered her mouth and chuckled: "Why don't you be so exaggerated?"

"Because I have seen your popularity in the past two days."

Zhao Hongyan said: "There is no other way. Or go and eat hot pot?"

“What kind of hot pot should I eat for lunch?”

Zhao Hongyan stared at him: "I don't know who invited me to dinner for the first time. It was hot pot for lunch, and she was angry with me."

Mo Xin smiled bitterly and said, "Please, didn't you choose that yourself? It seems that you like hot pot."

"good."

"Okay then. Senior, please invite me to dinner. Whether it's a canteen or a roadside stall, I'll be happy to accompany you."

"Hmph. Hurry up and return the book. Once the military training is over in the morning, there will be so many people on the road."

"Okay, okay, I'll return the book right now."