I've guessed the truth. But this is not enough for me to rescue Liu Miao.

My gaze shifted from Wu Ling's face to the woman's face.

The woman squeezed out a bleak smile, "Hello." My name is Han ...... You can call me blue dyeing purple. I saw it last time, and I'm a member of the Nantian Support Association, well, a fan of Nanshen...... I ......"

She introduced herself like this, her eyes wandered, she bit her lip, and did not say any more.

I didn't understand what was going on and looked at Wu Ling again.

"Miss Han had some doubts about her background before. She had an accident and forgot about her parents and her childhood and adolescence. There were several people who had similar experiences that year. Wu Ling said, "Mass hysteria." You should have seen similar stories in some places. The matter did not make it to the newspapers. Most of them didn't know each other before. The few people who know each other form a partnership to find lost memories together. Miss Han was only found by those people this year. One of the women who found her is now living in this hospital. ”

I quickly understood the deep meaning of Wu Ling's words.

It may not be understandable to be another person, but I haven't been in contact with the other dimension once or twice, and I can understand the supernatural events encountered by this blue-dyed purple girl.

It's like the class of students in "Story Solitaire". They listened to the cursed story, and one by one they were swallowed up by another dimension. The devoured people are erased from the memories of real people, and they are also absent from school data and government archives. When the client found Aoba, his classmates were almost gone. Teachers, parents, other students in the school don't remember that they ever existed. The only one who remembers them is the client.

This is very different from what Ye Qing did. Ye Qing just erased the existence record of the Aoba members. From various documents and videos, people cannot see the names and faces of the Aoba members, but those who have come into contact with them still remember them.

For example, it's like a table of data that has been erased and a paper table that has been blurred by water, one of which is not visible at all, and the other is just obscured by its existence.

I didn't think it was right, and asked, "However, Liu Miao hasn't completely disappeared, right?" ”

"I don't know exactly." Wu Ling looked at the woman.

The woman was very uneasy, "I haven't seen that Mr. Liu. Just, I have a photo. It's not mine, it's someone else's. ”

She flipped her hand. That's when I noticed the hand she had been clasping.

The wallpaper on the phone screen is just a strange photo.

The photo is spent, like a special photo that has been photoshopped and processed. Among the mottled patches of color, only one person stands out in particular. Judging by the color block, this is a selfie of the two. It's just that, in addition to this particularly clear round-faced girl, the other person was mush.

In the background of the photograph, there is also a small area where a figure is visible. The man's face was mosaiced. The mosaic on his figure and face is completely different from the color block on the photo. But if you don't look closely, it's easy to overlook this piece of content.

The whole photo can only be regarded as one and a half people.

The woman pointed to the mosaic and said, "This person's name is Liu Miao." The person who gave me the picture remembers very well that he came here that day to inquire about the news. It's not about asking for news...... It's like stepping on the spot...... Anyway, it's very, it's suspicious. ”

The woman said, peeking at Nantian's face, and then at Wu Ling.

She said she remembered it before she lost those memories, and only this one photo remained. That's about it. She desperately tried to find the man, but never found it. I...... That's when I heard you mention the name. We, all of us, leave behind only the photos and memories related to the past, and the only ones that are related to this person...... That's all. Other...... How to say...... There's no way to prove that those things ever existed. The woman smiled bitterly when she said this, "At the time of the incident, I was still in college. I felt like an orphan, an orphan since I was a child. I don't have any memories of going to elementary school or junior high school. I still remember elementary school knowledge. It's a strange feeling. It took me a long time before I realized that I had lost many years of memories and lost a lot of things. The reason is that when I apply to study abroad, I have to fill in the file. I don't have any primary and junior high school information in my file, and my account is empty. Be all abroad...... It's really inexplicable...... The teacher asked me what was going on, where I went to elementary and junior high school, where my home was, and I couldn't tell me anything......"

The woman covered her face, "I doubt that my name is real...... Maybe I didn't have my current name...... I do not know...... I was found by someone who had the same experience and thought it was a liar. I thought I had come across a scam syndicate and might have been drugged unknowingly...... I ......"

I could hear the tangle and distress in the woman's tone.

Inexplicably losing your memory, and finding yourself losing it, is an absolute drive to madness.

The woman let out a long breath, "I've always felt like those people were lying to me. There's no such thing as that, so mysterious. It's just simple...... I have a bad memory and the file system is wrong. Photographs or something, can be faked. But...... It feels weird...... So after I received the photo, I kept it and used it as a wallpaper. A lot of people in our small group do that. It seems that this will be the case...... As if that would prove something. ”

The woman raised her face and squeezed out an ugly smile again, "It's nothing if there are memories and the past." It is also possible to find a job in the private sector. No parents, well, less people care, less real estate left by parents, less down payment, and less nagging......"

She began to mutter, but her voice choked.

I didn't know how to persuade her, or even whether to comfort her.

This woman is different from the client of "Story Solitaire". She did not receive death threats. By the time she lost her past, she had already been admitted to college and was barely able to stand on her own. The impact on her was relatively small.

Among those who have suffered the same thing, some people may have lost a happy family and a happy life, or some people may have benefited from it.

Most of them may not have noticed what happened to them; Maybe you found out, but you didn't take it seriously.

"Miss Han, your relatives may still be alive, but they are just living in another dimension, and they have lost their connection with our world." Wu Ling said, "The more clues you can provide us, the more likely we are to rescue the people in that space." ”

The woman covered her mouth, suppressed her crying, and slowly calmed down.

"I've talked to Nanshen about it." The woman said, "He's also looking for someone to investigate, right?" We've had some people look into it. None of us could find anything. Nanshen said, failed......"

I looked at the southern sky.

Nantian's face was very ugly.

(End of chapter)