What should I do if I lose my memory after transmigrating into a book?

Chapter 62 SpongeBob and Patrick

"I'm only two years younger than you, it's alright." Yan Ruo ruffled her hair, a little embarrassed.

Sister Xi has become quite gentle now.

Shen Xi glanced at him and remembered that there was a SpongeBob SquarePants drawing on the back of the group photo. If she wasn't mistaken, it must have been drawn by her.

She inserted a coin into the claw machine, gripped the handle, and started operating it. The claws collided, making a crisp metallic clanging sound, and the claws wobbled and swayed.

pat.

The doll fell down; it turned out to be Patrick Star.

Shen Xi bent down and picked up the doll from the hole, then leaned forward and tossed it into Yan Ruo's arms.

"I'll give you a doll, and while I'm at it, I'll ask you some questions."

Yan Ruo caught the doll with quick reflexes, and a young man stared at it for a while, eventually bursting into tears.

He burst into tears like a child, sobbing and accusing others.

"Waaaaah, Sister Xi, you're so mean! You promised I'd be your best little brother, but after graduating from university, you just dumped me like that! And to make matters worse, when I found you a couple of years ago, you actually told me to get lost, yelling at me so loudly! Waaaaah, you even yelled at me! Waaaaah~ This time you added me on WeChat and you're still ignoring me! You're such a heartless man! I've waited for you for so many years! Waaaaah~"

The tall young man, over six feet tall, gripped Shen Xi's sleeve tightly, hugged her, and burst into tears, crying like a child. He wiped away his tears as he spoke, his puppy-dog eyes red and swollen from crying, making him look even more pitiful. The sound of his crying was so heartbreaking that it would bring tears to anyone's eyes.

Even the old man selling goods glanced at him silently several times; his back seemed to have become even more hunched.

The unfaithful Shen Xi was stunned and dumbfounded.

What's going on here?!

The young man's tears were about to overflow.

How can a grown man cry like this?!

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'm right here. I can't run away. The old man over there is watching me. Stop wailing, okay? Be good."

Shen Xi was a little breathless from being hugged so tightly. She offered him a dry, perfunctory comfort and patted his shoulder, but her eyes inadvertently fell on his slightly fluffy, soft green hair. She looked at it once, then again, and finally couldn't resist the urge to pluck a handful.

Hmm, I must say, it's quite soft.

It has the same feel as Ah Wang, the dog raised by her mother-in-law, the dean.

Yan Ruo gradually calmed down, but he was still sobbing. He reached out and wiped his eyes, then let go of her, but still looked aggrieved.

As always, Sister Xi doesn't know how to comfort people. In the past, if he cried...

Shen Xi squatted to the side, hesitated for a long time, and finally stammered out, "Don't cry."

He's a genius at comforting people.

He looked down at Patrick Star, who was grinning foolishly with two big front teeth showing, and sighed silently in his heart. Oh well, considering how good she had been to him in the past, he would forgive her this once.

"Never mind, Sister Xi, what do you want to ask me?"

"Hmm... what kind of person was I before?"

Shen Xi was a little curious. In fact, according to Yan Ruo, she couldn't even be considered a qualified friend. After graduating from university, she suddenly disappeared without saying goodbye. When they finally met again, they were clearly good friends, but she was treated maliciously again. This time, when she appeared in front of her, her good friend didn't remember her.

If it were her, would she still be willing to continue the friendship?

She asked herself honestly, and she wasn't sure.

Shen Xi looked up at Yan Ruo, who seemed to be hesitating and struggling to find the right words.

He seemed somewhat naive, possessing an almost childlike sincerity, and treating people with warmth and genuine kindness.

Under Shen Xi's watchful gaze, Yan Ruo hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

"Sister Xi, how should I put it? In my eyes, you've always been an optimistic, calm, and rational person with stable emotions. It seems like there's never a problem you can't solve. But for a while afterward, I always felt that you were very depressed, and you didn't tell any of us..."

"But in general... there's one word that sums it up."

"What's that word again?"

Yan Ruo tapped his forehead anxiously, and suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Yes, calm and collected!! That's the word, the perfect word!"

He nodded proudly, acknowledging his own skill in using words.

Shen Xi felt that the character Yan Ruo described seemed too idealistic, but everyone reflects their own subjective feelings, so it's inevitable that they'll be influenced by a filter.

Yan Ruo blinked her big, bright eyes at her, though it was somewhat inappropriate.

Shen Xi finally spoke up, her face sincere, "Your eyes really do look a lot like a husky's."

Yan Ruo suddenly felt her adrenaline surge, and the excited young man's face turned red and his neck bulged.

"Yes, Sister Xi, that's the line. You used to call me a silly dog, but then you told me it was because my eyes were as captivating as a husky's. Turns out you meant it! I thought you were insulting me. Turns out you were really praising me!"

Dude, do you seem to have some kind of misunderstanding about the word "praise"?!

Shen Xi was speechless at his thought process; this kid really seemed to be missing a screw in his head.

But... none of this prevented Shen Xi from extracting a lot of information.

For example, coincidentally, they attended high school in Yunxiaxiang.

The high school there was run-down, and the teachers were very strict.

The school was completely renovated the year after they graduated.

For example, Yan Ruo really dislikes Jiang Ci; her words reveal her disdain and suggest that he is... paranoid and jealous?

Shen Xi really hadn't noticed. Jiang Ci seemed quite gentle and normal lately.

It seems that some people still need to be observed.

Yan asked her, "Are you still painting?"

Shen Xi was puzzled, thinking he was asking about her profession as an artist. She nodded, "I've always been an artist. If you like, I can paint a self-portrait for you when I have time. I guarantee it will be beautiful."

Yan Ruo was also confused. He slapped his forehead.

"Oh dear, I forgot you don't remember. I wasn't talking about this painting. I was talking about how you started liking to draw comic strips one day in college. For a while, you even locked yourself in your room to draw without eating or drinking. It was terrifying. Jiang Ci had to forcibly carry you out."

Shen Xi immediately became serious and asked, "Do you know where I put the painting?"

Yan Ruo stared wide-eyed, shaking her head blankly.

"I don't know. You were so obsessed with your paintings back then. You'd get angry at anyone who touched them, so of course I didn't dare touch them. What if you hit me?"

Shen Xi knows herself too well. These paintings must be useful, otherwise she wouldn't care so much about them, or even let anyone touch them. On the contrary, she likes to share her paintings with others because she always felt that sharing was a recognition of her own painting skills.

Perhaps somewhere in this world, she left herself a clue.

"Have I shown the painting to anyone? Even just a glance, just one glance would be enough."

Shen Xi felt as if her heart was on fire; she saw the hope she had left behind.