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"for you."

Ichinose Honami handed over a photo. Her slender fingers gently brushed the photo and touched your fingertips.

Two children are holding hands. Behind them is a huge road sign stone. It seems to be a group photo at the main entrance of a park somewhere, because on the right side of their bodies, the word "park" can be seen engraved in big red paint. , the two of them were giving their best smiles to the camera.

On the back of the photo, "Kitagawa Ryo & Ichinose Honami" was written in black oil-based pen. The handwriting was beautiful and elegant.

"Is this me when I was a kid?"

This was the first time Kitagawa Ryo saw a photo of his past. Although several years had passed, the boy in the photo did have his own shadow between his eyebrows, but there was still a blurry blank in his mind.

"Then you are..."

Turning to the back of the photo, Kitagawa Ryo raised his eyes and murmured: The girl in the photo was placed next to his name.

"Ichinose Honami."

This name lingers in your heart like a magic power. You stare at the other person's blue eyes and see yourself reflected in them. In the corridor that is not very bright, Ichinose Hanami seems to want to Confirming that something is approaching Ryo Kitagawa, she is waiting for some answer, or is facing some kind of trial.

"Do you remember it?"

By the time Kitagawa Ryo came to his senses, he had been forced into a corner by the girl in front of him. Kitagawa Ryo turned his head away in confusion, trying to escape.

"Ichinose Honami, remember?"

Her eyelashes and the tip of her nose were now lightly touching Kitagawa Ryo's chin, the contact between skin and skin was faintly off the ground. This angle allowed Kitagawa Ryo to lower his head and see the girl's astonishing arc, that white and plump figure. Before taking the first step to occupy the field of vision, Kitagawa Ryo decisively closed his eyes.

But he soon realized the mistake of his move, because Kitagawa Ryo obviously had not learned a theory——

When a person closes his or her eyes, after losing sight as the main source of information, the brain will naturally strengthen the acuity of other senses to help obtain surrounding information, just like people deliberately close their eyes when listening to music attentively.

Kitagawa Ryo felt his right hand being pressed against the wall. There was a slight cold touch on the wall against the back of his hand, but the palm of his hand was quickly filled with softness, and the other party's fingers squeezed forcefully into his. Seam, and her other hand touched Kitagawa Ryo's chest, as if she wanted to listen to the heartbeat, and her head gradually leaned over.

Hotaru was pushed aside and could only jump up to the handrail of the stairs.

"Ichinose Honami."

"Is it my sister or my sister?"

Kitagawa Ryo felt that such intimate hugs should be limited to family members, so he asked tentatively.

"no."

"It's my girlfriend I haven't seen for a long time."

Ichinose Honami stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear. Her lips brushed against Kitagawa Ryo's earlobe, and this electric stimulation flew from the tip of the ear to the tip of the heart.

[Story CG: Goodbye, it's been 20 years, finished reading. ]

ps: At this moment, Honami Ichinose is not fighting alone. Behind her, stands the second tier_(:з」∠)_

ps2: I have accelerated the progress of the simulation. I will write about 200,000 words of the main story. I will reply in a unified way and don't ask in the book review area_(:з」∠)_

The Summer of Ichinose Honami Reappears: Chapter 25: Dream Weaving

[Seventh year, one hundred and ninety-nine: When you woke up from bed, a strong sense of uneasiness enveloped you. The bedroom looked strange, and the wallpaper on the wall also had an unfamiliar pattern. You don't know where you are, or even how you got here.

This place is not the same as the home you remember. Obviously you don't have any impression of the past in your mind, but you still made this judgment.

Is this a hotel somewhere? ]

[A woman's voice attracts your attention. You bend your arms and straighten your body, only to see clearly that it is an LCD TV hanging on the wall. The woman's voice I heard just now was just the anchor on the news channel reporting the morning news.

You rubbed your eyes. In the past sixteen years, you have always maintained a high level of confidence in your eyesight. Every time the children lined up to look at the eye chart, they were tormented by those swaying E's until they hesitated. When you are making up nonsense, you can always calmly say directly to the uncles who are inspecting:

"Just point to the bottom row."]

[Your eyes gradually adapt to the environment, and they have lived up to your trust. You can still see things clearly. The first thing that catches your eye is a large wardrobe on the right. A men's nightgown hangs on the door handle of the wardrobe. The jet black robe looked light and beautiful. You touched it with your right hand. The material was also very good, but judging from the size, it should be the clothes of an adult man. ]

[There is a neat stack of books on the bedside table on the left. You take out two books and read them. They are some textbooks related to preschool education. There is a small lamp hanging in the center of the back of the bed. You guess the owner of the books. It should be half-lying and reading at night. ]

[You open the title page of the first book, and a name appears on it that you have no impression of at all:]

[Ichinose Honami. ]

[You look at the quilt that has been opened on your right side. There is still a little warmth there. Someone should have been lying there not long ago. You judge that it may be the owner of this book: Hanami Ichinose. It sounds like Like a girl's name. ]

[Wait a minute, only then did you realize that if your inference was correct, then you slept in the same bed as a complete stranger last night, and this was probably the other person's home, and you were her lover. ?

After all, at this moment, you have noticed that you are wearing nothing except a pair of boxer briefs. When this kind of appearance appears on the bed of an unknown woman, you can hardly think of the second possibility. ]

[You touched your forehead with a headache. On the ring finger of your right hand, you were wearing a diamond ring. Its size perfectly matched your finger. It looked like it belonged to you, but You have no memory of being engaged or even married to someone else.

Rather, who would marry a sixteen-year-old high school freshman? The law would not allow it.

You looked at the glowing ring on your ring finger with some melancholy, thinking that it might belong to the husband of the mistress of the house. The poor man was probably on a business trip or dead, and then it It was put on your hand by a person named Honami Ichinose.

It seems that there is indeed such an exciting gameplay? ]

[You feel that you need to leave here. Maybe the other person's husband has just finished working overtime at this moment and is driving back here from the company in a car. His mind is still groggy as if he is drunk. ]

[You didn't even put on the black slippers next to the bed. You tiptoed to the door of the room and suddenly found a mirror embedded there. ]

[You didn't even have time to think about why someone placed a mirror on the door, because all your attention was attracted by the picture in the mirror. ]

[The face in the mirror is not your own. You open your eyes wide, and the person in the mirror also opens his eyes wide. You blink your left eye, and the person in the mirror also blinks his left eye. ]

[You stretched out your hand to touch yourself in the mirror, your teeth chattering. If you hadn't thought about not disturbing others, you might have been screaming now. You moved closer to the mirror, and those black The eyes are almost directly touching your retina. ]

[You recognized it, these are your eyes, and the person in the mirror is indeed you, but much more mature, like you have grown five years old all of a sudden? Still ten years old? The beard on your lips is neatly trimmed, your nose is straight and your eyebrows are sharp. Your face is much more three-dimensional than before. The good news is that you are still quite handsome now. ]

[But this bit of good news cannot dilute your panic. No one will wake up and find that they are still safe after being several years older. You took a step back in horror and opened the door without hesitation. Hands toward the outside. ]

[When you look in the mirror, you already feel that a terrible thing is trying to break free from your body, as if it wants to break out of your body and form a new body on its own, and it is ready to move. ]

[After opening the door, you see a wall filled with dozens of photos. These photos seem to be old, and most of them have a faint yellow color. The middle photo is also the largest. It's a wedding photo. ]

[The man in the photo is you, a few years younger than your body, a few years older than your memory. ]

[The beautiful woman in the photo is smiling and holding your hand. Her long golden-pink hair falls like a waterfall down to her waist. She has no decorative veil, and a white Western-style wedding dress is dragged to her feet. Her smile is sweet and sweet. Happiness, just looking at this photo, you feel inexplicably that she must be the most eye-catching presence at the wedding. ]

[Kitagawa Ryo. ]

[On the left side of the wedding photo, a name like this was written with a black oil-based pen. An arrow pointed the name to the man - you, who was wearing a suit. The name was a bit familiar, but the memory was blurry. You tried your best. I believe this is your name. ]

[Ichinose Honami. ]

[The name appeared again, the same arrow, which was directed to the woman in the wedding dress. Different from the three words "Kitagawa Ryo", there was also a line of small words written under the name:]

[Your girlfriend, your lover, your wife. ]

[You stood there blankly, something dark and solid choked your throat, and you couldn't breathe. ]

[You quickly glanced around the other photos. Each one was a photo of you and her. From childhood to adolescence to now when you are about 20 years old, you and her are holding hands on a big rock in the park. There are photos of you and her hiking together, photos of you and her in wedding dresses, and some new photos that look like they were taken in the past few days. The black nightgown you saw when you woke up is just like that. Wear it properly on your body. ]

[You took two more steps back until your bare back was pressed against the cold tiles. The memory was like a giant beast with one eye exposed from under the dark sea. You were panic-stricken and at a loss under its gaze. The long blank space is like the empty tape of an audio tape. When played, the TV screen will appear in strange black and white. ]

["Liang, are you awake?"]

[You heard footsteps, and someone was walking in your direction. You wanted to stick your head out and take a look. It was just a glance, as if you were afraid that you would see something or that you would not see anything at all. Sure enough, All you saw was a strand of hair swaying in the air. ]

[The woman walking over is exactly the person in the photo. If the photo and the name of the book are spelled correctly, then the beautiful woman in front of her wearing a pink apron and her hair tied into a simple ponytail is Honami Ichinose. ]

[Her blue eyes are looking at you with concern at this time. She is probably around 23 or 24 years old and is in one of the most beautiful years of a woman. She seems to see your fear and anxiety, which is natural. He walked up to you and hugged you, patting your back gently as if comforting a child who had just woken up from a nightmare, and whispered in your ear:

"Be good, it's okay, I'm next to you."]

["What's going on?" Warmth surrounds you. Soft touch, soft fragrance. It took you a long time to realize that you were being held in her chest. Her long hair blocks your view, and you can smell the fragrance of green and orange on the tip of your nose. ]

["I am your wife, you are Kitagawa Ryo, my husband Ichinose Honami."

She spoke as if she was stating an established fact. Her tone was extremely natural and skillful, as if she had said it a thousand times before.

"We have been married for three years."]

[This fact that does not exist in your memory is violently impacting your defenses, and you subconsciously struggle to walk away from her arms. ]

[But Honami Ichinose just looked at you with her eyes. You seemed to have become a wound on her body at this time. Every time you moved, she felt heartbreaking pain, so you had to give up the struggle. , making every pore of his body sink deeper into her embrace. ]

["Liang, you are twenty-three years old now." This strange woman smiled at you. You didn't know whether you should believe her, but she still continued:

"You were in an accident when you were sixteen, a car accident, and your head was injured, so you can't remember things now."]

["What?" You stared at her and muttered unconsciously.

Honami Ichinose seemed to think you were asking her what memories she had lost, so she said carefully:

"Everything, you don't remember anything, not even your name."]

[You closed your eyes. Although you wanted to subconsciously deny her words, you really couldn't recall anything about yourself. You only remembered that you were sixteen years old and a high school student...]

["I was in an accident when I was sixteen?"

"Well, when you were sixteen, you went out with your uncle and aunt, and there was a car accident on the road. Although you survived alone, you also lost your memory."

She didn't seem to want to talk about it, but she still patiently explained:

"It was just a little bit at first. We all thought it was because of the brain's emergency protection measures that made you forget the incident, which might make you feel better. But then you started to lose your memory in large sections, probably around the time we got married. In the next month, you have completely lost all memory."

"What's worse is that you no longer even have the ability to save memories, and you will forget everything when you wake up every morning, including me."]

[She touched your head. You felt that this action was inexplicably familiar. You digested her words and then asked:

"Then why did you marry a man who lost his memory?"

"because I love you."

Ichinose Honami's lips kissed your forehead. She must have just made breakfast in the kitchen. This was a kiss with the aroma of a little butter, which you didn't hate. ]

["I..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. As long as I'm here, Ryo will remember everything one day."

She saw that you were still naked, so she walked into the room and handed you the hanging black nightgown and slippers:

"Believe me."]

[You felt more at ease because of the promise of the woman in front of you. After you put on your clothes, you followed her out of the corridor, like a strange tenant following the landlord to see the house. She pointed to a small room on the right. :

"Wash over there. Breakfast still needs to wait for a while, my dear."

You don't know how to respond, why don't you call her honey? Still calling her name, you seemed to be unable to have such an attitude towards a woman you just met, so you just nodded and walked into the room. ]

[Walking into the bathroom, the toothbrush and toothpaste tank on the sink are a perfect pair, sky blue and pink, leaning against each other. The small cabinet next to the mirror is filled with all kinds of cosmetics. , you look at yourself in the mirror and still feel extremely strange. ]

["Brush your teeth for two minutes." Ichinose Honami's voice came from outside. You quickly agreed. You picked up the sky blue toothbrush with some reserve and stiffly squeezed the toothpaste onto the toothbrush. , and began to brush your teeth mechanically, but after only a minute, you had changed the hand holding the toothbrush to your left hand, and your right hand slowly took up the slipper you were wearing on your right foot. ]

[From the moment you put on this pair of slippers, you noticed that the sole on your right foot was heavier than the one on your left foot. Little by little, you traced the pattern on the bottom of the slippers and quickly caught an obvious bulge. , cut it open with the razor blade on the sink, and a small box made of unknown material appears in front of you. ]

[You quietly closed the bathroom door and took apart this delicate gadget bit by bit. You had a hunch that this thing would answer some of your questions. ]

[There are three pieces of paper in this box, you start reading them one by one]

[The first picture: "If you have any doubts, please call the phone number of psychiatrist Sakayanagi Arisu", followed by a list of contact information]

[Second picture: "Meow meow meow meow meow", a word with no meaning at all. You don't know if it is a strange code for the moment. It is signed "Firefly"]

["Ryo, breakfast is already prepared. Today is butter cheese toast and fried bacon, ham and eggs." Ichinose Honami's voice came over. She seemed to be in a happy mood, humming an unknown tune. . ]

[You unfold the third piece of paper, and it has your most familiar handwriting on it. ]

["Don't believe everything Ichinose Honami says. The signature is - Kitagawa Ryo." ]

ps: The third simulation is inspired by the British suspense novel "Trust No One", the Japanese animated film "Red Hot Chili Peppers", and the American film "Inception". The theme is weaving memories, fabricating dreams and rescue.

ps2: This is the third update with rewards. Thank you to all readers for their reading, recommendation votes, monthly tickets, blades and rewards. I will try my best to write every story_(:з」∠)_

ps3: Recommend a book: "I just wanted to become an immortal and was forced to have a harem"

The Summer of Ichinose Honami Reappears: Chapter 26: Dreaming

[You calmly threw the three notes into the toilet. Of course, after memorizing their contents, you pretended to go to the toilet. You then pressed the flush button and watched them being thrown into the huge toilet. The centrifugal force vortexed and disappeared without a trace. ]

[When you walked out of the bathroom, Honami Ichinose was already sitting at the dining table in the living room. She seemed to be admiring a certain photo album. The smile on her lips was gentle and beautiful. After taking off her apron, Like you, she was only wearing a loose nightgown. The color was light purple, and you felt a little out of place. ]

["cold."

As soon as you walked out of the bathroom, you immediately felt her eyes fixed on you. Honami Ichinose stood up and took you to sit opposite her. The length of her lavender nightgown was just above her hips. She was naked. Wearing two shiny legs, wearing pink slippers.

She sat there and untied her hair tie, and her long golden-pink hair was suddenly released from the hair tie, hanging down like a waterfall on her waist, with half a strand hanging on her shoulders, adding a bit of charm, she used He held his head with his right hand and played with the ends of his hair, as if he wanted to watch you eat first. ]

[You start to slowly start to eat the breakfast in front of you that looks not bad, with perfectly fried eggs and ham paired with crispy bacon. You try to focus all your attention on these meals, lowering your head. You didn't look at Honami Ichinose who was sitting opposite you, but after half an hour, you couldn't find anything to eat on the empty plate anyway, so you could only raise your head and look at Honami Ichinose. She seemed to eat faster than you because you met her smiling eyes. ]

[Ichinose Honami stood up and cleared away the dishes on the dining table. When she passed by you, she handed her the photo album she was looking at just now. She opened the first page to you and introduced it to you. :