Love, to some extent, is synonymous with youth, yet achieving a romance is not simple.
However, for Su Qing, who had lost his memory, in just these two short days, three women had already claimed to be his girlfriend.
Of course, after Su Qing's probing, one was his Sister, and one... might have been a yandere.
But another one had proactively admitted it, and now, she had even confessed to Su Qing.
Su Qing looked at Shen Qingying before him and was momentarily lost in thought.
Su Qing was not a casual person; just because someone claimed to be his girlfriend, did he have to believe it? Similarly, just because someone confessed to him, did he have to agree?
I'm still just a new player of two days.
So, Su Qing slowly spoke:
"I know you like me very much. Perhaps the old me would have agreed to this confession without hesitation. However, your luck seems to be rather poor. I currently have no memories of you, which means I have no reason to like you. Therefore, I cannot agree to you. This is being responsible for myself, and also for you."
Su Qing's words were sincere, leaving no room for rebuttal. Shen Qingying stared blankly at Su Qing, then smiled heart-wrenchingly, tears welling in her eyes:
"You're right..."
"But... it's not necessarily true. I will remember your confession. If I truly come to like you in the future, I will return it. For now, I need more memories with you, so..."
Before Su Qing could finish speaking, Shen Qingying had already pressed her index finger against Su Qing's lips, stopping him from continuing.
"I understand, A Qing. Even with amnesia, you haven't changed. So I will wait. Let's pinky promise. You must fulfill your promise when the time comes, okay?" Shen Qingying smiled and extended her pinky finger.
"..." Su Qing blinked, subtly observing Shen Qingying's expression. She didn't seem to be lying.
So, Su Qing also showed a smile, extended his pinky, and intertwined it with Shen Qingying's.
The setting sun was just right, and their shadows intertwined as they completed the pinky promise.
Su Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally met a normal girl today.
However—
Heh... A Qing is still so easy to fool. I already knew that A Qing wouldn't agree to this confession, but by doing this, I will be the one who leaves the deepest impression on the current A Qing.
With this reason, I can legitimately appear by A Qing's side at any time. As long as I don't leave A Qing, A Qing definitely won't leave me...
Hehe...
A Qing...
...
Su Qing opened the door and subconsciously called out:
"I'm home."
Wen Menghan's voice immediately came from the living room:
"Welcome home, Brother!"
"You worked hard today."
Su Qing placed his school bag on a chair and poured himself a cup of tea:
"Mm."
Wen Menghan walked out of the living room to greet Su Qing. Su Qing took a sip of water and looked up.
"Pfft—"
"Cough... cough cough..."
"Oh my, Brother, you're too careless." Wen Menghan immediately walked forward to help Brother wipe away the water stains.
"Wait... cough cough..." Su Qing stopped Wen Menghan, "What are you wearing?"
Wen Menghan looked at herself. Around her neckline, a circle of delicate white lace trim, like fresh snow in winter, gently nestled around her collarbones.
The delicate texture of the lace was as exquisite as a work of art, subtly revealing the tender pink of her skin, adding a touch of innocence and playfulness to her sensuality.
Black stockings gently covered her legs like sheer gauze, their delicate texture faintly visible.
That small section of bare thigh skin between the stockings and the hem of her skirt was like the finishing touch in a black and white painting, exuding a fatal attraction.
Wen Menghan looked at Brother's expression and revealed a mischievous smile:
"What's wrong? This is the outfit Brother used to love me to wear the most."
"Huh?" Su Qing's eyes widened, momentarily at a loss for words.
Wen Menghan smiled and approached Su Qing, gently wiping the water stains from the corner of Su Qing's mouth with a tissue:
"Brother, really, you should be careful when drinking water."
【Whose fault is it that I'm dressed like this...】
Su Qing complained inwardly but didn't say it aloud. As Wen Menghan wiped, she intentionally or unintentionally brushed closer, and the faint fragrance from her body drifted into Su Qing's nostrils, causing him a moment of trance.
Wen Menghan's sweat slid down, reaching near her collarbone, and her fair skin with slight moisture made it easier for one's imagination to run wild.
"Brother used to beg me to wear this outfit. Does Brother not like it now?"
"No... this isn't a matter of liking or disliking..." Su Qing retorted helplessly.
"Did Brother's heart skip a beat just now? It definitely did, right? Ah, could it be that Brother wants to push Sister down? Hmm~ That's too~"
"Alright, alright—" Su Qing interrupted Wen Menghan, "Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Whatever clothes you want to wear, I respect your preferences. You don't need to say it's because I like it..."
As Su Qing spoke, he subconsciously patted Sister's head. This subconscious action came from Su Qing's own body memory.
Wen Menghan, with her head being stroked, did not take her eyes off Su Qing's face.
"What does Brother want to eat tonight?"
"Hmm? I'm fine with anything. Just make whatever you like."
"Okay, then Brother should rest quickly. With me here, Brother can just relax." Wen Menghan revealed a serene smile.
"Mm, thank you." Su Qing also smiled calmly, following his Sister's words.
At home, Brother just needs to leave everything to me. I will make Brother dependent on me for survival.
Even if Brother becomes a useless person who only eats and sleeps, it doesn't matter. Sister will always love Brother, never leave Brother, and always take good care of Brother.
No matter how strong Su Qing's observational skills were, he couldn't read his Sister's mind. He returned to his room and turned on his computer.
Last night, the things he had to think about were too chaotic and numerous. Su Qing should have turned on his computer earlier to see if he could find out about some past events.
When the computer screen lit up, Su Qing found that he needed to enter a password. He crossed his arms and pondered for a moment.
Su Qing opened his door:
"Xiao Han, do you know my computer password?"
Wen Menghan poked her head out, thought for a moment, and finally shook her head with some regret:
"Brother never told me."
"Right..." Su Qing sighed, "I understand..."
Su Qing closed the door again and sat back down in the computer chair, gazing at the screen.
【If it were me, what would I use as a password?】
Su Qing placed his hands on the keyboard and first tried entering his birthday.
However, the result was an incorrect password.
Su Qing withdrew his hands and began to think.
There was no memory of a password in his mind. Su Qing turned his chair and looked at his bookshelf.
【If I were to set a password and leave a hint to prevent myself from forgetting it...】
On the bookshelf, various books were neatly arranged.
The top row...
"The Three-Body Problem," "To Kill a Mockingbird," "Four Generations Under One Roof," "One Night Stand," "The Five Classics with Righteousness," "Jiuzhou"...
A glint of light suddenly flashed in Su Qing's eyes. He turned back, his hands rapidly typing on the keyboard, and finally pressed the Enter key.
Password correct.
Su Qing was first surprised, then came a sense of speechlessness. He muttered:
"What kind of lunatic would use the first twenty digits of pi as their login password..."
After complaining, Su Qing waited for the computer loading screen to finish, looked at the screen, and his brows furrowed again...
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