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Miss Han glanced at Nantian, and after Nantian's reluctant thoughts, she spoke.

"As I said just now, I discovered the problem when I was preparing to apply to study abroad in my junior year. I should have had the idea of ​​studying abroad very early. I started preparing when I was a freshman or sophomore. Need to I had finished all my test scores. When I found an agency and went to the school to adjust my files, the teacher from the student office discovered that there was a problem with my files from elementary school and junior high school, but there were no records from my high school. I went to Minqing Senior High School, one of the top four in the city. My high school status was fine. The teacher thought something was wrong and the school couldn't handle it, so he asked me to go to the education bureau or the school. Archives Bureau. I don’t know how to get it... According to him, it would be easier to apply for my ID card and household registration book if I could find my primary school and junior high school diplomas... He asked me where I went to primary school and junior high school. Yes, I can't answer it at all. I don't know about my household registration file... There is also a problem with my household registration file. The household registration file of the foreign students is in the school, but the household registration file of the local students is in the local one. It's empty."

When Miss Han talked about this, she looked tired and her tone was irritated and resentful.

"I have no memory of my parents at all. Among my relatives, the one I had a lot of contact with was an aunt. I looked for her...I felt something was wrong at the time and was very flustered, but I had no idea what was going on. I The aunt I found couldn't tell. She didn't have any memory of my parents. Neither did I remember how we met each other. My aunt began to doubt my identity. Her husband, my uncle, and my cousin also suspected that I was a liar who had deceived my aunt and pretended to be a relative. clear.

"I found my high school again. I have an impression of the teachers and classmates. I even remember the music teacher. I can also tell who the retired old principal is. The original class teacher still remembers me. Then there is a music teacher. There was a music club in our high school, a classical music club, and I was the violinist in it. I remember when I was in high school, I learned violin from Teacher Guan, a violin teacher from the music school, and I went there every week. Earlier, I didn’t remember when I started, where the violin was, or where I got the money to take lessons. I found photos of my college performance during my freshman year, and my college classmates didn’t remember me playing the violin. Violin. I don’t know where my home is. I...I was really...I felt like the whole world was fake, and my whole being was fake..."

Miss Han's voice was choked and she looked very painful.

She held back this emotion and continued: "During that time, I really didn't know what to do. I thought about it a lot. I thought about whether I had been captured by aliens and lost my memory. I thought about myself. Is it because of trauma, like in the movie, I have post-traumatic stress reaction. I remember things from the past every day. I just remember that I went to Forest Park to play. They took me there. Their family is not from Minqing, but from Xihang. I don’t know where they live, and I don’t have their contact information. The earliest content I checked was from high school. , I didn’t mention my parents or the past.”

"In other words, you still retain part of your memory. It's just fragmented and severely missing." Wu Ling concluded.

Miss Han looked up at Wu Ling, then lowered her head to think, and finally nodded, "That's right. My performance is not obvious. Uncle Wang's experience is more obvious."

"Don't be anxious. Please tell the story in chronological order. What did you do when you were helpless?" Wu Ling asked.

Miss Han shook her head, "I had no choice. You also said that I was at my wits' end, but there really was nothing I could do. I was already in my junior year at that time. Because there was a problem with my files, I couldn't take the public examination, the postgraduate entrance examination, or study abroad. At that time, I tried my best I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau, the Education Bureau, and the Archives Bureau. The police also suspected that I had no high school education record. , I ran into another trouble."

Miss Han smiled bitterly, "I have no savings. I have no house, no savings, and I can't find anyone to help. I can only find a job as soon as possible and find a temporary place to stay. I had to work part-time on weekends and nights. I had no choice. I only had 10,000 yuan in my card at that time, and it would be gone. I had no one else to borrow money from, and I didn’t know any other relatives. , but there is no contact information. The relatives I can find, like that aunt, do not remember my earlier things, and they have begun to doubt my identity. They have no impression of my parents or how I appeared. It was even more impossible for them to lend me money or take me in. It was also about the same time that I watched Nan Shen’s debut novel..."

Miss Han glanced at Nan Tian and smiled.

Nan Tian showed the quality of a star at this time and smiled at Miss Han.

Ms. Han blushed, ""Hello, Boy" is about amnesia and searching for memories. When I watched it, it resonated with me. On social networking sites, there are also people in the TV series groups who share their experiences of amnesia. There are also doctors’ popular science on how to treat people, and some people use their imaginations to speculate on the subsequent plot... I followed some of the content to try to find out my own experiences. I later joined Nan Shen’s fan group... ...I personally feel that the Lan Ranzi online is the real me, a...confirmed and undoubted version of myself.”

"I'm very happy to be able to help you." Nan Tian said.

These words should be just polite words, but Miss Han was very happy to hear it, smiled shyly, and her expression relaxed.

"When Aunt Lu found me and told me that there were many people who had the same experience, I felt... maybe everything was true..." Miss Han sighed, "She found me because I shared in the group News. Her daughter is also a fan of yours and saw this content. In the past two years, some people have joined and some have left. When Aunt Lu found me, it was her daughter who contacted me. She thought she was a middle school girl who had been brainwashed by the TV series, which was not normal. Later, I thought she was a liar. They all posted their own experiences in the group space. At about the same time, I suddenly discovered that I had lost a large part of my memory. Aunt Lu also lost her memory about her parents. She remembered many more things than I did, including her childhood with my grandparents, grandparents, and relatives at home. I remember everything about getting along, but I don’t remember my parents. The older people just feel that there are shortcomings in life. After the initial fear has passed, Oda is the more proactive person in the group. . This photo was also sent to the group by Xiaotian and I downloaded it.”