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The third thousand two hundred and ninety-eight chapters tell the story(1/2)

The man's memory was almost in a car accident.

After the car accident...

Um……

The man's head became even more swollen.

He seemed to have left the scene...

Then…..

Then what happened?

Why did he fall on the side of the road?

...

"You."

The old lady shook her head.

"Drink less in the future."

The old lady is cliché again.

"This time, there are kind people to help..."

"But not every time I can meet a kind person with such luck."

"You're likely to have to lie in the open air for a long time."

“And it’s raining outside…”

The more I said that, the old man's brows became tighter.

"Wake up the next day, it was a sequelae of the hangover, and a cold and the nose was a runny nose..."

"You are the one who suffers."

"You can't be nice to yourself?"

"Take more care about your body?"

The old man was both earnest and earnest.

...

In this regard, the man could only change the topic again.

"Someone sent me back?"

Although it was to change the topic, the man was indeed surprised by this.

especially……

"How did he know I live here?"

"no……"

"Why did he send me to you?"

"he-"

...

“Stop.”

The old man helplessly interrupted the man's words more and more excited.

"Come on one question."

"I can't answer even if you ask so many questions at once."

...

The man sneered.

He also realized that he was a little excited before he knew it.

He was really confused.

He could not remember what happened after he ignored the driver behind him and left straight away.

His memory is broken.

At once……

Very strange? Wonderful? Strange? Strange?

He couldn't tell what it felt like.

He just wanted to know what happened to him during that time?

...

"How did he know you're here..."

The old lady smiled and shook her head.

"You told him yourself."

"You."

"I still know how to tell someone the address at home."

I also knew I was going home...

...

"I told him myself?"

The man was surprised.

"Why don't I have any impression of it..."

He clenched his fists and knocked his head.

Except that driver...

He has had contact with others?

...

"do not you remember?"

The old man was a little funny.

"Tell me what you remember?"

Isn’t it very common for drunk people to not remember what happens when they are drunk?

This is not the first time this child has been drunk.

Why are you still wondering about this question?

...

The man's hand paused.

Well……

Too.

Does he look down on himself too much?

Don't say he doesn't remember he has someone talking-

The driver who almost bumped into him seemed to have said a lot to him?

But his head was occupied by alcohol, and he actually didn't hear anything clearly.

He just subconsciously rejected the pull of strangers on him.

The rain and the danger of nearly getting into a car accident could not awaken his alcohol-numbed brain.

On the contrary, it was a bit like adding fuel to the fire...

He felt that he was getting drunk more and more powerful.

...

Seeing the man remained silent, the old man sighed and shook his head.

"You, I'll come to me next time I drink."

"I'll accompany you."

She has mentioned this suggestion many times.

It is not very good to drink alone outside.

Valley

Like today, the man fell drunk alone on the roadside...
To be continued...
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