Chapter 211 Intermittent Amnesia

Human memory is a fragile thing that will gradually fade away with the passage of time.

Time flies by, and all kinds of life experiences pile up in my mind, like the audio and video that have been compressed over and over again to save space deep in the hard drive. It has not disappeared, nor has it been blocked, but the bit rate is getting lower and lower day by day.

How many people can fully remember what happened in their childhood? Basically no one can. When most people think back to their childhood, they only see fragments of memories pieced together from different scenes. Only the most profound memories can withstand the erosion of time and remain fresh in the depths of the mind.

If the rainy season of youth is a 720P movie film with some artistic editing, then the memories of childhood are sliced ​​PPT that only retains the key contents, and it is not surprising if the film is broken at any time.

But there are too many “fragments” in Baizhi’s memory.

Not so much.

There are basically no coherent memories of Baizhi’s childhood, only fragmented scenes piled up layer by layer, studying and playing in kindergarten, falling asleep in her mother’s arms at home, looking up at the blue sky outside the car window in the passenger seat…

The pictures, the films, the scenes are connected to each other, but there is no relationship between them. It’s like all the highlights of the fighting scenes in the entire Naruto Shippuden were edited together. It doesn’t matter who comes in the front and who comes in the back, and it’s impossible to form a complete timeline.

Bai Zhi herself might not think there is anything strange about such fragmented childhood memories. After all, she has no way to compare them with other people’s memories. There is no gap whether there is comparison or not.

But Ning Zhe knew that his memory was not like this.

He remembered watching Shenzhen Shared Housing with Chen Yaming in front of the TV when he was a child. He also remembered the first time he went fishing with his grandfather at the Taojiang River and came back empty-handed. He also remembered being bullied by several classmates in elementary school. With blood on his head, he picked up a brick and smashed their knees one by one…

Ning Zhe’s memories are like an old photo album spread out along the timeline, while Bai Zhi’s childhood is like long, disorganized slices of a stream-of-consciousness movie.

“Bai Zhi’s memory has been deleted and altered. From the time she regained consciousness until she started elementary school, she would suffer from intermittent amnesia and forget certain things at regular intervals.”

Ning Zhe took off his blindfold, took a cup of warm milk from the stewardess, took a sip, and closed his eyes again.

The sound of whistling wind rang in her ears. Bai Zhi sat quietly in the passenger seat of the car, looking at the street scene receding outside the window. This was her first day of elementary school, and her mother was driving.

Not the father.

Ning Zhe frowned slightly and found something strange.

Ever since she could remember, the character of “father” has never appeared in Bai Zhi’s memory. Whether it was the first time she learned to walk, the first time she learned to talk, the first day she went to kindergarten, or now the first day she went to elementary school, Bai Fugui as a father had never appeared.

Bai Zhi’s childhood lacked the figure of “father”. Ever since she could remember, she had been taken care of by her mother Feng Yusu alone. Her father never showed up, let alone showed his love.

If Ning Zhe didn’t know her, after reading this memory, he would have doubted whether Bai Zhi came from a single-parent family.

“…Oh yeah, intermittent amnesia.”

Baizhi suffered from intermittent amnesia when she was a child, which was the main reason why her childhood memories were fragmented.

Considering the absence of the role of father, Ning Zhe made a bold guess:

“All of Baizhi’s childhood memories of her father have been deleted.” It was as if a certain celebrity had made a principled mistake, causing the variety show he participated in to have to delete and blur all the shots of him, causing the narrative rhythm of the show to suffer a catastrophic collapse, and nothing looked right.

This is the case with Bai Zhi’s childhood memories, but the father in her memory was not harmonized, but directly “deleted”.

Ning Zhe carefully checked Bai Zhi’s elementary school memories.

After entering elementary school, Baizhi’s intermittent amnesia became much less frequent. She went to school and came home, ate and rested normally. Except for not having much interaction with her classmates, Ning Zhe was finally able to sort out a relatively complete timeline.

But intermittent amnesia still exists, it just happens less frequently.

Baizhi was very cute when she was a child. Both the teachers and the boys in her class liked her, although their ways of liking her were slightly different.

The Chinese, math, and English teachers all wanted to appoint her as the study committee member of their subject. The shy little boy who wanted to make friends with her would deliberately slip plastic snake toys or snacks into Baizhi’s drawer, making her develop the habit of cleaning the desk as soon as she arrived at her seat every day.

Perhaps because she often suffered from intermittent amnesia when she was a child, Bai Zhi has a quiet and calm personality. Not only does she not communicate much with her classmates, but she will not express any feelings even when lying in her mother’s arms listening to stories at night. She is like a doll with only body temperature.

Baizhi still suffers from occasional amnesia during her elementary school years. For example, she would go straight home after school without getting into her mother’s car, and she would finish her cake and brush her teeth before making a wish on her birthday. It doesn’t have much impact on her life, and she has gotten used to it.

The ordinary time passed quietly and she entered the first grade of junior high school.

This year, Bai Zhi started writing a diary.

“As Bai Zhi grew up, she was able to think independently. She realized her intermittent amnesia and began to record her life in a diary.”

A doubt in Ning Zhe’s mind was resolved.

When Feng Yushu first told him that she had secretly read Bai Zhi’s diary, he thought it was a bit strange. Who would write a diary? It seems that Bai Zhi is not a serious person.
When Bai Zhi was 14 years old, she just entered the first grade of junior high school. That year, she began to try to write a diary. It was also that year that she began to have nightmares.

“what?”

Feeling his consciousness beginning to fall into a deep sleep, Ning Zhe was a little surprised. It turned out that Bai Zhi did not lie to him?
A hazy sleepiness enveloped Ning Zhe’s consciousness, and Bai Zhi’s first nightmare at the age of 14 unfolded before his eyes.

Baizhi’s first dream was that she was in a mental hospital. She fell asleep on the bed in her room and woke up on the bed in the mental hospital. She was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, and her hands and feet were tied to the iron bars at the edge of the bed.

The nurse, whose face could not be seen clearly, brought breakfast over, changed the bedpan under the bed, and reminded me that I must be well behaved today.

Bai Zhi asked, why?
The nurse said that a manic patient downstairs broke free from control and escaped from the ward. Now no one knows where he is hiding. You’d better be honest and don’t follow his example.

After the nurse left, Bai Zhi finished her breakfast in confusion, and was tied to the bed, looking at the dirty ceiling.

Click, click, there was suddenly a series of tiny noises coming from the vent on the wall. Bai Zhi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pair of bloodshot red eyes behind the grille of the vent.

(End of this chapter)