Guo said. There must be something to do in a person's life. So for Shajia Zhuomu, it is to write a book and write down everything that comes to his mind. He does not think that he can make up so many stories, but these stories are like inspiration. As long as he If you think about it, it will naturally appear in your mind, but if you think about it carefully, you can't think of anything. So he must write now, and write many stories that seem to have already existed in his head. His behavior during this period can be said to be crazy. No matter who sees Zhuo Mu's current appearance, he will definitely be frightened. In fact, there are indeed many people who are really frightened, including Zhuo Mu's parents. , and everyone close to him. You can see that Zhuo Mu carries a thick manuscript paper with him at all times and a pen in his hand. No matter what he thinks of, he can immediately take out the pen and start writing, whether he is eating or taking a bath. , whenever he thinks of something, he will write it down on the manuscript paper word for word, and the combination of these manuscript papers becomes one story after another. If this situation only lasts for a day or two. Maybe it's not too surprising, but the fact is that this crazy situation has been going on for nearly three months, if it weren't for looking at what Zhuo Mu wrote. Everything was in order, and there were no problems. Everyone even thought Zhuo Mu had gone crazy. However, it turns out that although Zhuo Mu is not crazy now, he is already in a state that seems to be possessed, and it can be said that he is completely unable to extricate himself. Zhuo Mu! What are you writing again! Zhuo Mu's situation was gradually discovered by his classmates. The teacher was originally a bit shy about this rather special student. Naturally, he would not give Zhuo Mu any good looks, just like the teacher in front of him, who ignored Zhuo Mu and just immersed himself in writing. Very annoyed and dissatisfied. Come out and solve this problem! If you don't understand, the enemy should go to the corridor and make him stand for punishment! Amid the teacher's roar, Zhuo Mu stood up and came to the blackboard. Some of his classmates who were closer to Zhuo Mu had even prayed for him secretly. The topic written by the teacher was not simple at all. At this time Some classmates even reminded Zhuo Mu in a low voice below: "Pay attention." Looking at the white fonts on the blackboard, the teacher could only ask Zhuo Mu to sit down again, muttered a few words and stopped talking. This kind of thing not only happened here In the classroom, and even in other classes, whether it is mathematics, English, Mandarin, social sciences, any subject, no matter how difficult the teacher's questions are, Zhuo Mu can almost answer them. This is naturally because the teachers also He will not shamelessly give out unsolvable questions, which are at most university level. Only a middle school student can answer university level questions. Naturally, the teachers looked at Zhuo Mu in a completely different way. Like staring at a monster or something they have been looking forward to, longing for, and needing for decades. In their eyes, Zhuo Mu is already an out-and-out genius. This genius undoubtedly has a very important role for them. Status. But Zhuo Mu knew nothing about it. He just continued to indulge in his own creation - or should be said to be plagiarism. The more he wrote, the more active the inspiration and thinking in his head became. It was like It was like something was waking up, but Zhuo Mu had no idea what it was that woke up, and he had no idea or understanding of what was going on. If possible, Zhuo Mu didn't understand. He hoped that he could understand more clearly why he did what he did, and what drove him to act so obsessively. However, to Zhuo Mu, these seemed to be things that could be touched in one step, and they seemed to be far away. In the end, he could only continue to write various stories according to his own instincts. Then I have to say that Touko's uncle is indeed a very courageous editor. After writing the manuscript, I came to Zhuo Mu's home almost the next day, asking for publication. Although it was not a rigorous literary work, it was undoubtedly a work. Works that appeal to the general public and attract young people. Zhuo Mu¡¯s uncle had a hunch that it would be a topic and would even be quite popular. After hearing his request, Zhuo Mu nodded in agreement. He stood down, holding a pen in his hand, and kept writing on the manuscript paper on the table. With his head lowered, he didn't even pay attention to the other party's appearance. He only listened to him say "but there is one condition" after a while. . What conditions? Even the strangest writer has seen this before, so he didn¡¯t look dissatisfied with the rude behavior. Instead, he asked very seriously. At this time, Zhuo Mu suddenly stopped and paused. After a while, I heard him say: There is only one request, and I hope that I will draw the illustrations. "Teacher, the common name for authors in Japan, do you know how to draw?"He looked at Zhuo Mu in astonishment and asked. Before meeting Zhuo Mu, he naturally inquired about many things related to Zhuo Mu. He did not expect that this talented writer could actually draw. This was too surprising for him. It was unexpected. Won't. Zhuo Mu shook his head, and then said to the editor very seriously: So I asked to be assigned an illustrator, but everything drawn must be in accordance with my decision. It cannot be modified without authorization, this is the only condition. Hearing that Zhuo Mu didn¡¯t talk about remuneration or benefits or anything else with him, but only wanted the decision-making power of an illustrator, this made Touko¡¯s uncle very strange. But he knew he needed to win the trust of the boy in front of him. No matter how strange the conditions are, as long as they are not excessive, he needs to agree to them. So in the end he did not refuse, but just nodded and said: Okay, I understand, I will write this into the contract. Sorry to trouble you. Zhuo Mu said something to the editor without raising his head, and then suddenly took out a large amount of thick manuscript paper from the bag beside him. Then he said: This is the part I have completed so far. I will finish the last parts in about ten days. ! If he was just surprised just now, then the editor's expression now is no longer surprised, but panicked. Of course he heard from Touko that Zhuo Mu only started writing three months ago, but this pile of manuscripts in front of him Paper weight. It¡¯s enough to be divided into more than ten books or even nearly twenty-five books" To complete the weeping process in two months, I have to stay awake every day. And to write a word, it is more than 80,000 words a day! The weight in front of me, but It can already be measured in millions of pieces." This. Yes, how much have you written in the past three months? The editor looked at Zhuo Mu, obviously not convinced that Zhuo Mu could actually complete such a large amount of text work in three months. To know that being able to do this, the revision of the scriptures cannot be explained by genius. That¡¯s right. Zhuo Mu didn't even raise his head, but silently continued to write the next story with his hand. His expression was as if there was nothing in the world that could arouse his interest except that story. The editor took a deep look at Zhuo Mu, and then said: Please take care of yourself. "I will. After the editor turned and left the room, he faintly heard Zhuo Mu's answer. "Does he really understand?" The editor didn't know, and Zhuo Mu really didn't know. He only knew that no matter what, he He shouldn't stop, otherwise, he might lose something, but even if he continues, what will he gain? He doesn't know, and no one knows, maybe he can get a lot of money, because in the future. A month later, Zhuo Mu's book was successfully published, and was well received, and the sales volume was also high. However, this did not have any impact on Zhuo Mu. For him, money is just a concept, and he did not He doesn't care about how much money he has. He just wants to know what he lacks. When he holds the book Shuugan Shana written by himself, Zhuomu feels not a sense of accomplishment, but an infinite confusion. He can feel the book. There is something missing in it, or in the story, that is what he needs, what he wants. If that thing does not exist, it is not the story he wants. However, this story is obviously complete and complete. There is no need to add anything else. So, what exactly is missing in this story? What is it that I am pursuing? The story can continue even without me, whether I exist or not, it doesn¡¯t matter at all. Important, right? He thought hard, trying to find what he thought was missing, but finally found it. There is no such thing in this story, and there is no need for that. At this moment, Zhuo Mu breathed a sigh of relief. ¡°Maybe what I¡¯m looking for isn¡¯t right, right? , Zhuo Mu asked himself secretly, but he was not sure whether he was right. He didn't know what he should do. Zhuo Mu found himself so helpless for the second time, just like the first time. When you doubt your own existence, Zhuo Mu, what happened to you? In the Department of Literature and Art, Touko looked at Zhuomu with a little worry and asked, Zhuomu today is not writing crazily, and he does not have his usual expression and attitude at all. Now Zhuomu is like a person who has lost all goals. It was like a doll, just sitting in front of her, but it was empty and empty inside, and it couldn't be found no matter what. Zhuo Mu moved his eyes to Yuanzi. From the beginning, he felt that Yuanzi had seen him there. It was a familiar name, a familiar person, and a very familiar event, but he didn't I can't remember it, I just have the impression that the girl in front of me seems to have been seen there before, and I have a deep impression on her. "Perhaps, it would be a good idea to tell her." So, Zhuo Mu told Yuan Zi about his affairs and his doubts.own thoughts. As well as what he wanted to pursue, he told the girl in front of him of the same age as him. "Leave it to me, the girl who makes him feel a little strange!" After listening to Zhuomu's words, Yuanzi thought hard for a while, then suddenly patted his chest and said, "The Literature and Art Department, which has had no goals for a long time, finally ushered in the first This event is also the most important event in history! Let¡¯s go find your lost memory together!¡± "Ahem." After hearing what Yuanzi said, Zhuomu, who was drinking tea, was choked. He thought that Yuanzi would only talk to him about philosophy or something, but he didn't expect that the other party actually chose to act decisively. And It¡¯s not a deep conversation. Wait, wait! Zhuo Mu quickly stopped Yuan Zi, and then immediately explained: I haven¡¯t determined whether I have lost my memory! Maybe I just forgot something else, why do I call it that? I¡¯m sure this is something related to memory! Intuition! Yuanzi said this with her hands on her hips very naturally, proudly, and with a proud expression, and said to Zhuo Mu: Don¡¯t underestimate girls. Intuition! Especially the intuition of a literary girl! Otherwise, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll regret it even more if I believe it! Of course, Zhuo Mu can¡¯t say this, after all, it¡¯s for his own good. , if he really dares to say this, not to mention whether Tooko will forgive him, Miss Himekura Magui will probably be the first to cause trouble for him, so Zai Zhuomu is not sure. Under the circumstances. This memory search team was officially formed in the school's literature and art department and started operations. This was a memorable day, of course, only for Zhuo Mu. After all, the goal of this team was to find his lost memory. , If he really lost his memory, I hope so. Speaking of which, didn¡¯t you always feel a sense of familiarity when you were writing? After spending the happiest four months since school started, the reason was that she finally had no shortage of food, so she had a certain understanding of Zhuo Mu¡¯s creative experience and situation. That¡¯s right. He nodded, and then said: It¡¯s like the story already exists in your head, and it will come out with a little inference, so the progress is very fast.¡± Are there any other stories? Yuan Zi stared at Zhuo Mu seriously and asked. After hearing Yuan Zi¡¯s question, Zhuo Mu looked her up and down for a while, until she almost couldn¡¯t bear it anymore, and then asked: Is it to make up for the food rations for the next four months? This question. Mouth! Yuanzi loudly refuted Zhuo Mu's words, and said very seriously: I am looking for your lost memory, not for food! ",, Zhuo Mu didn't say anything." Liao looked at Yuanzi silently for a while. Then he faced the supervisor! The resentment of food is very strong, and for the same reason, humans are obsessed with food. It¡¯s pretty strong, especially for foodies. ¡°Well, that¡¯s one of the reasons. Hearing Zhuo Mu's heart-wrenching words, Yuan Zi could only sit down with a sad face, and then admitted that in the question just now, with a trace of selfishness of his own, Zhuo Mu nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and then faced Yuanzi said: Not recently. Ever since I finished writing that book, I have no inspiration for the time being. What a pity." Yuanzi looked at Zhuomu with a look of regret. "What are you pitying for? Zhuomu asked, and he found that after saying those words to Yuanzi just now, the depression in his heart seemed to be relieved a lot. Yuanzi Hearing this, Zi did not hide it again, but said very directly: It is not only because there is no food rations, but also because there are no clues." Facing Amano's question, Zhuo Mu seemed to think of something first and said: If you pay attention to the things in the book. Maybe we can find useful clues, this is quite possible. You mean a similar story? "That's true." Touko seemed to start thinking about Takumu's question seriously, but Takumu shook his head and said: No, it's more like some places, like in the story, Misaki City? Is there such a place in Japan? Misaki City, I seem to have heard of it. Wait for me. Tooko quickly turned around and came back with a map of Japan after a while. This surprised Zhuomu why he was meeting in the literature and art department room. Find a map that has nothing to do with literature and art. Don¡¯t underestimate this map! Seeing Zhuo Mu¡¯s appearance, Yuan Zi roughly guessed what he was thinking, so he immediately explained: There are many famous works that involve place names. If there is no richness, Geographical knowledge, this is the most convenient time to discover the true meaning of the book, for example, How about we talk about it next time when we have a chance? . Zhuo Mu quickly interrupted her and asked. Seeing this, Yuan Zi could only nod a little unwillingly.He turned his head, then opened the map book in his hand and said: "In my memory, there is a place called Misaki." But it shouldn't be Misaki City. "Oh, it's here!" I saw Touko pointing her finger at a certain page in the atlas and said very seriously: Misaki, Akon City, Hyogo Prefecture! This is it. Are there any local variations? Touko was pointing at the map of Japan, with four small ones on it. Zi Chi stabbed Misaki, but Zhuo Mu had no idea where the Misaki mentioned by Yuan Zi was. Yuanzi didn't say much when he heard this. He just flipped through it quickly and pushed a certain page in front of Zhuo Mu. That is exactly the scenery of Misaki. No, not here. This was Zhuo Mu's first reaction. He took the atlas in his hand, flipped it and said: "Probably, not this Misaki." When I was writing, I always had a very clear impression, but if you ask I was there. Where was that place? It was a very familiar place. After thinking for a while, Touko said: Generally, this situation means that "Misaki City is a place you have been to before." place, and you are very familiar with that place, right? That's true, but I didn't find it on the map. "Misaki City, what's going on? I've obviously been to that place, but that place doesn't exist on the map? Zhuo Mu also looked confused. , obviously he agreed with Yuanzi¡¯s statement about the place you had been to. Are you sure it¡¯s not the city you imagined? Yuanzi thought about it and asked again and again, ¡°It¡¯s definitely not.¡± was a very positive answer, and Zhuo Mu said decisively: I am 100% sure that it was definitely not my imagination, because I can completely think of every street and shop in my mind, even the traffic. Lamps and pedestrian bridges are also possible. So it is impossible for me to imagine it. If it can be done by imagination alone, it is indeed impossible. After hearing Zhuo Mu's explanation, Yuanzi nodded in agreement. Said: That means Misaki City must exist in this world, right? I just don¡¯t know where it is, and the name is not called Misaki City! So Takumu and Tooko began to diligently flip through the atlas in their hands. There are so many places in Japan, and it can be said to be very troublesome to find. Fortunately, Takumu can be sure that the Misaki City he knows is not a village. Secondly, It was his knowledge of Misaki City that he could roughly tell by just looking at the photos, which speeded up the work of the two of them a lot. Let¡¯s start with famous places. After randomly looking at a bunch of places, Tooko decided to start with a famous place. After all, if it was a famous place, there was a higher chance that it would be the place Zhuo Mu was looking for, so the two of them turned from random search to purposeful search. Searched for. here! After the two of them tried again and again. Zhuo Mu suddenly pointed to a certain photo in the atlas and said: This is it, yes! I recognize this footbridge! real? When Tooko saw this, he immediately glanced over and looked like he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. After a while, he said: This is Shinjuku. Have you never been to such a famous place? I have never been there in my memory. Zhuo Mu shook his head and replied: Although I came to Japan with my parents, I don¡¯t go out often, and my parents don¡¯t have time to take me out, so there are many places in Japan that I have never been to. "I have heard of the name Shinjuku, but I have never been there, at least not in my memory. Then go and have a look! Seeing Zhuomu's expression that didn't look like he was lying, Touko snapped! He handed over the atlas with a sound After closing, Dai Zhuomu decided: This Saturday, our goal is to find the lost memory! So I am very much looking forward to it! In this way, at noon on Saturday, the two decided to go to Shinjuku to find the place where Yuji Poi and Ishana the Fire Mist Warrior met. So at noon on Saturday, the two met at the station. Fortunately, they were training in the same place. It¡¯s not too far, it¡¯s only about an hour¡¯s drive away from Ruya. After getting off the bus, Yuanzi realized that something was wrong with Zhuo Mu, or should I say, a little strange. If Zhuo Mu was still innocent in the car. If you look forward to it and care about it, Zhuo Mu looked like he was out of his mind after getting off the bus. It was like the look he would show when he saw something extraordinary. He walked out of the station murmuring, and then walked in one direction. When Tooko saw this, he did not dare to disturb Takumu, so he followed him. Totsuko was very surprised. Takumu should have never been to Shinjuku, but on the way forward, he encountered many dangers. He showed that he was quite familiar with this place, which made Yuan Zi secretly confirm that Zhuo Mu must have been here before, but he didn't know why he forgot all about it.?Er clean. Love amnesia? Amnesia clinic? Amnesia in exchange for happiness? , Yuanzi flashed countless things related to amnesia that he had read in his mind, but he didn¡¯t know how to describe Zhuo Mu¡¯s current situation. At this moment, Zhuo Mu in front of him suddenly stopped, and he looked around. Said: "Diao is here," "Where is this?" Faced with Zhuomuna's sudden words, even as smart as Yuanzi, he was slightly stunned before he finally understood: Is this the place where Yuji and Shana first met? Um. Zhuo Mu nodded, and then continued: Right in front of that place, about twenty meters away, an incomprehensible line of freedom spread out from about five or six meters behind him, and finally the whole world turned dark red. color, everyone suddenly stopped in their tracks, feeling as if they turned into black and white in an instant, motionless. Even the aluminum cans that fell to the ground stopped in mid-air. Listening to Zhuomu's narration, Yuanzi suddenly felt as if he had experienced the situation personally. Everything Zhuomu said seemed to be in her mind. Everyone in front of him looked the same, and she was the one standing in the middle of the road at that time. The helpless and overwhelmed male protagonist Yuji Ii. ¡°Then a terrifyingly huge white doll appeared in front of me. It looked like a baby, but it looked three or four meters tall. It's a bit of an exaggeration to say it's a real person, if you will. It is more like a baby doll often sold in baby product stores. Even the balls used to connect the joints can be clearly seen. Zhuo Mu pointed to a place not far in front of him and said simply, and what he said formed a different image in Yuan Zi's mind. Then, during the battle, the girl appeared. Her long hair was like flames, her eyes seemed to burn, her noble temperament and aloof indifference made people involuntarily indulge in them. Everything was so attractive, and her crisp and neat movements made people Thought it was just a dance. Zhuo Mu's tone gradually changed from narration to reply. However, the two people who were immersed in their own world did not notice this small change. At this time, Zhuo Mu continued: The battle will be over soon, over there The clothing is not a clothing store! Zhuo Mu's sudden words woke Yuanzi up, and he saw Zhuo Mu trotting away from the place, and then suddenly said to a certain store: It's not a clothing store, why! Why isn't this a clothing store? "No" No! Zhuo Mu calm down, calm down. Seeing Zhuo Mu's crazy performance, Yuan Zi immediately began to calm him down. In fact, it's not that Yuan Zi can't understand that a problem that has troubled him for many years is now in front of him. It should be possible to solve it, but something went wrong at this time. Anyone would lose control due to excitement." After Zhuo Mu heard Yuanzi's words, he immediately forced himself to calm down. After a while, he nodded and said to Yuanzi with an apologetic look: Sorry, I was too excited, if there is such a simple solution. This problem wouldn't bother me so much. Um. Yuanzi just nodded. In fact, she didn't know how to comfort Zhuo Mu now, but she understood that there was only one thing the two of them should do now, and that was: let's continue walking around, maybe we can Find clues. This way. Zhuomu agreed with Touko and pointed in a certain direction and said: According to the memory of Misaki City in my mind, there will be a school there, that is Misaki High School, but it seems now. It can't be Misaki High School there, right? Tooko followed Takumu's instructions and finally came to a school. As Takumu said, that school was not Misaki High School. Takumu couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment when he saw this. He looked up at the sky, After a long while, he said: There are two more places, the Sakai family and the Yoshida family, Yuuji Wai's family and Kazumi Yoshida's house. Tsutoko couldn't help but be stunned for a while, she didn't expect it. The memory in Zhuo Mu's head will be so clear. Zhuo Mu didn't act as if he had just been nearby. It¡¯s the feeling of living nearby for a while. Um. Zhuomu did not deny what Touko said. In silence, the two of them arrived at the place where the Junjing family and the Yoshida family were supposed to be. However, everything was very obvious. Not only are the nameplates on the doors different, but the architectural styles of the houses are also completely different. "Is this really the Misaki City I know?" Watching one familiar place after another turn into a strange place. Zhuo Mu couldn't help but murmured to himself, but Yuanzi couldn't answer him. She frowned and thought for a long time. Then he said: Could it be that the Misaki City you know is not the current Shinjuku. It is the Misaki City of the past? Are you saying that the city in my memory has changed? Zhuo Mu was silent for a while. Then he agreed and said: It is indeed possible. Since I have no memory, maybe it was ten years ago, or even earlier. It is not difficult to explain that the surroundings are both strange and familiar. It is just necessary for us. Go and prove this, the two said in unison.nbsp; Only in this place will there be data recording the development of the entire city. As long as these data can be found, in that case, you can know when Zhuo Mu said Misaki City was. What era is this place? The two of them really thought so, but they never thought about, "What if this Misaki City is not the Misaki City in this world?" Where does Misaki City end?