Chapter 1 Preface tells the future you
2012.2.12 Midnight Overcast
I wrote this in a Beme coffee shop in Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul. The purpose is to prevent me, that is, you in the future from suddenly forgetting what happened during this period of time. Although I think it is almost impossible, I just want to nip it in the bud.
First of all, let me praise this store. It is located in the Gangnam District of Seoul, where land is very valuable. Although it is hidden behind the street, it just echoes the small style of the wealthy people here.
I tasted the coffee again. Although I don’t know if I’ve had it before, but based on my current judgment, it’s not much better than Nestle’s instant coffee, but the price is hundreds of times higher. I personally think it’s more expensive because of the service.
I picked up my coffee and smiled reservedly at the female waiter, but it seemed that my smile was not reserved enough. She gave me a blank look again, but I decided to forgive her. Firstly, she was beautiful, and secondly, I was bothering her tonight. Many times, and it will cause trouble again soon.
"Hello, beauty, I'd like a refill." I took out a hundred yuan coin and tossed it in my hand. The flashing silver light was very beautiful, but it seemed that only I could appreciate it.
I once again forgave this beautiful lady for her stinky face, this time because I was trying to get her to give me change or free refills next time.
The reason is that the advertisement of this restaurant is that the second cup is half price. They may have never considered that some people will drink coffee as water, or they feel that no one will drink more than 40 cups of coffee even if they drink water. I made this decision with good intentions. Today I will be the villain, even if they don't appreciate it.
"This cup is 50 yuan, and the next cup is 25 yuan... I don't have to pay for the next coffee, thank you. Can you go lie down for a while or can I buy you coffee?" Under her ugly expression again , I decided to downgrade her to an average female, not cute at all.
Double sugar cube milk, since you have paid for it, you should drink it in full, although I don’t like the taste very much.
I can't help but ramble so much. I apologize to myself who reads this diary in the future. Let's talk about some serious things.
I have lost my memory! Or maybe you've lost your memory again!
The latest thing I remember is that on June 3, 2011, I woke up from a fishing boat in Busan. The person who salvaged me said that I didn’t have anything on me to prove my identity. I temporarily believed it.
This ship is not a good thing. Except for a few crew members, the other coolies are Southeast Asians who have illegally smuggled over, commonly known as black households. I also became one of them.
After accepting this situation, I successfully proved that I just lost my memory, but I was not stupid. The specific proof process is as follows: First of all, I understand that it has no meaning to myself here. Then I planned my escape. A simple summary of the specific process was to beat everyone up. The premise was that I put a rotten fish that had been hidden for several days into the fish soup pot in the cafeteria.
After that, it was about extracting confessions, robbing money, and escaping. I seemed to be very talented in this area. I secretly guessed that I was not a kidnapper, right? But then I thought about the possibility of the police, and I felt more at ease.
After I landed in Busan, I didn't get much money, and I didn't care. I just carefully searched for the clothes I was wearing when I was salvaged. I specially asked people to see the clothes. They seemed to be street goods from the street stalls, but Fortunately, I found a photo, and you can see that I usually cherish it very much, and even put a vacuum film on it.
The front is a person's back. It must be winter because there is breath on the side of his cheek. In the photo, the person is standing on a bridge with his arms stretched out towards the river below. After taking a closer look at the style of the other person's shoes and the thickness of his fingers, he seems to be the same. girl.
The front almost makes me despair, but at least there are words behind it, two simple words - Zhi En. It should be the name of the girl in front of me. Although it doesn't seem to be of any use, there is some hope.
I said I'm not stupid. I read the newspapers every day in the first few days. I read all the newspapers in the first half of the year. There was not a day's news about any accidents to any person or ship. The more I read, the colder I felt.
He has good skills and knows how to steal money by using dirty tricks. Moreover, he obviously slipped and fell into the water without anyone’s information to prove his identity. It has to be said that it is a bit embarrassing: vendetta against rich families, stowaways, North Korean defectors (North Korean stowaways)...
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All the above speculations made me not want to go directly to the police station, and I also deliberately avoided various occasions to verify my identity. Moreover, my subconscious was telling me that this was good, and the past things did not seem worth looking for. So I followed my own ideas and made whatever money I could along the way. When I had no money, I found ways to make some extra money. I wandered all the way to Seoul. I really enjoyed the process.
The reason I came here is that I have no accent and speak very standard Seoulese. Even though half of South Korea is from Seoul, who cares.
By the way, I can’t remember my own name, so one day I watched the TV screening area in the mall for three days before watching the TV series called Hero Chunxiang. I thought it was quite good. I don’t know what it was. My amnesia was due to the fact that I had never seen it before, so I named myself after the male protagonist - Li Menglong.
What happened on the road will be forgotten as soon as I forget it. It's nothing too important, but I want to leave the ability to survive to you, so that I won't forget that I can't even eat.
The money was gone this morning. I sat on a chair at the bus stop with yesterday's newspaper and secretly looked at the people around me. Please note that I was not planning to pick up food that others did not want.
The crowd of office workers in the morning was overwhelming, but when everyone got on the bus, a man walked out against the flow of people. Although he didn't look around and tried his best to pretend to be normal, I knew that my meal money had come.
You should understand the next thing. Follow him, but don’t follow him to the end, because he may have an accomplice. Find an open road with a lot of people, go up and cover him with clothes, hold your head, beat the egg, and knee-knock him three times. Damn it, even an Iron Man can't stand it.
Remember to search carefully. After all, he also has a wallet. If he takes two wallets and runs away quickly, he will feel guilty and will basically not dare to chase you.
If you can help me, I wish you good luck!
There are also people who are organized, so be sure not to attack too many times in one place, otherwise something may happen easily, so remember that!
After you have money, spending money is also a skill. Small stores are better than smaller ones, and big stores are better than big stores.
Although the proprietress of the small shop cares about kimchi, the portion is large and the price is cheap, but don’t be satisfied.
As for big restaurants, as long as you can afford the entrance fee, you can get a full meal with their cheapest dishes. They secretly tell you to use less cockroaches and other things, and the other party will easily fall out. Don't recognize people.
I haven’t written for a long time and my hands are so sore.
Well, I will tell you that the ordinary-looking waiter stopped giving me paper. She actually said that a piece of paper was 100 yuan. Why didn't she grab it? I decided to block her, this dark, ugly old maid who could never marry.
There seems to be a car accident on the street next door, and a woman is screaming. I'm going to go take a look. I should be able to get money for tomorrow's meal.
There is still a little gap on the paper: that ugly woman is happy, silly! If I hadn't held it in for several hours without going to the bathroom, I would have drunk this store to the point of bankruptcy. Such a big store doesn't even have a bathroom.
The moment I walked out, she was like a wild horse running wild, pounced directly on my table and put away the coffee.
Pooh! There is no principle at all in digging! You deserve to be a waiter for the rest of your life!
Li Menglong writes to his future self who has lost his memory. Don't starve to death, it's a shame!
(End of chapter)