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[214] Disordered memory

"Probably... know each other." Yan Yan thought for a while before replying, and then she added, "But Ashi may be more familiar with him."

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"Hey? Brother?" Ximei was shocked. She didn't expect that the girl would have something to do with her brother. However, looking at her brother's expression just now, she didn't seem to know her.

Nodding, not answering Yukimura Shimi's question, Yan Yan glanced at her door lightly and turned down the stairs.

The next day, after asking Xingcun's mother to take good care of the girl, Yan Yan followed Xingcun to go to school. However, when she was walking on the road, she caught her off guard with a question from the boy.

"Does Yan Yan know that girl? It seems to be very familiar." Yukimura turned his head to look at her and asked in a faint tone. Compared to being familiar, he actually wanted to ask more that girl could not be your twin sister, right? But after thinking about Yan Yan's origin, it was probably impossible.

Yan Yan was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question. She turned her head and looked at the boy beside her. There was only deep doubt and surprise in her eyes, and nothing else.

"Ashi, don't you know her?" she asked without any fluctuation after stopping.

Yukimura Sei-shi turned to the side, wondering why the girl suddenly stopped. When she heard this question, she looked confused, "Do I know her?"

He asked, but the expression on his face was taken for granted. Isn't it normal for him not to know that person?

A strange sense of coordination spread in Yan Yan's heart. After blinking, she looked at the boy and asked seriously: "Who am I?"

"kindness?"

"I said who I am, what is my full name? Ashi, don't think, I have to ask, you will answer." She stepped forward and held his hand a few steps, and the black ink pupil looked into the blue piece of the potty.

Yukimura was stunned. Although she didn't understand what she was going to do, she nodded.

"Then let's start over, who am I?" Yan Yan asked seriously, looking at him without a moment.

"Yan Yan-Campbell." Yukimura replied without hesitation.

"What's your third-grade deskmate?" As soon as the topic changed, she changed her question.

"Li Xinyue."

"Who is Li Xinyue?"

"Li Xinyue is you."

"Where is Li Xinyue from?"

"China!" Without hesitation.

"Then where am I from?"

“——Meteor Street.”

When he returned here, Yukimura himself was stunned.

Who is Li Xinyue? Li Xinyue is Yan Yan. Where does Yan Yan come from? Yan Yan comes from Meteor Street. Where does Li Xinyue come from, but Li Xinyue comes from China—

"My memory is a problem." Yukimura stroked his forehead with one hand, and in just a moment, he found out the problem.

"The girl in the family is Li Xinyue, and she is the deskmate of the third grade in my country?" Thinking about the beginning of Yan Yan asking those questions, the boy immediately understood what the problem was.

That girl, he had no memory of her, was the biggest problem.

Yan Yan nodded and let go of the boy's hand.

The problem I discovered by myself is not the problem. She just held his hand and obviously realized that something was wrong with his memory.

It was as if he had entered a certain fault, suddenly, and in a certain place, memory could not be connected. Li Xinyue seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

He remembered everything, but was confused just by Li Xinyue and her.
Chapter completed!
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