Wen Ru sorted out those documents, and then summarized today's meeting with Song Jun.

It is nothing more than three points:

One: became a friend recognized by Song Jun.

Two: Song Jun asked her to help regain her memories and would fully cooperate.

Three: The relationship between the dream and that memory, and the meaning of the three points.

Song Jun was diagnosed with selective amnesia and resistance to heterosexual contact after a car accident.

During the conversation between the two, Song Jun asked her if she had unwarranted concern?

Wen Ru is a person who believes that things happen for a reason, and she can basically conclude that the person in Song Jun's dream is related to that blank memory.

A six-month blank.

During those six months, he got to know Dream.

These are enough to prove that she is a special existence for Song Jun, that is, the key person in that memory.

This "pivotal figure" could have been concluded a long time ago, as can be seen from the persistent dream.

Where would anyone keep dreaming of a girl whose face she couldn't see clearly?

And his subconscious mind has been blocking his inquiry.

But the dream information is too little in the end, girl, long hair, 23 years old, office clerk...... Such conditions have to be said to be a big grasp in this city.

And as for resistance to heterosexual contact.

After excluding congenital factors or problems of sexual orientation, only psychological factors remain.

Rejection after being harmed by someone of the opposite sex, or guilt rejection as the injured party.

If this is also the sequelae that the dream brought to Song Jun, then which of these two possibilities is Song Jun?

The place he wanted to go before the car accident, the people he wanted to see, he even avoided Fang Yu, who knew him well, and went alone.

All the secrets are known only to Song Jun alone.

But now he is also the one who is being hidden.

There's no way to start.

As for the memory that had not been loosened for more than a year, it loosened when she asked about three o'clock and her watch, which reminded him of some small fragments from the car accident.

Wen Ru touched the mobile phone on the table, and the screen lit up, four o'clock.

She took her phone and found Song Jun from the contacts, but she suddenly remembered the look in Song Jun's eyes when she left, and that look didn't look like the Song Jun she knew.

The finger didn't fall for a long time, and after a moment's hesitation, the screen went dark again.

Buzz -

The phone vibrates, the screen suddenly lights up, and the two words are beating.

It's Song Jun.

Wen Ru swiped to answer and pressed the speakerphone.

"It's me, Wenru. Song Jun's voice was a little hoarse.

"I know. Wen Ru nodded, "Mr. Song called?"

"I remembered something. Song Jun said.

"What?" Wen Ru asked him, holding his pen.

Wen Ru heard his breathing heavily, and he said, "Before the car accident, I was going to see dreams. ”

Wen Ru was stunned, "Mr. Song, you mean?"

"Yes, I remembered some conversations, one of mine and a strange man. ”

As he spoke, Song Jun repeated those fragmentary conversations:

"Mr. Song......"

"This is the ...... you want"

"She lives in ......"

Her name was ...... Dream. ”

Wen Ru had already pressed down the recorder, and quickly made a note, and even the pauses in his tone were clearly recorded one by one.

Song Jun could hear her rustling of writing, and when she stopped writing, he took a sip of water to make his voice less hoarse.

He said his thoughts, "I still don't remember the pauses, and from the conversations before and after, it seems that I got the address and name of the dream from him, and I should have driven to find her." ”

"Hmm-" Wen Ru looked at the conversation, although she didn't remember the address, but her name was indeed followed by the word dream.

Wen Ru nodded in agreement, "That's right. ”

Song Jun hummed.

"Mr. Song, is the phone you were talking to still on?" Wen Ru asked again, with a hint of hope, "Maybe we can find that contact?"

"I'm sorry. Song Jun apologized, "It's not there, because the car accident was not a fault before, and I didn't pay attention to the phone afterwards, and the damage was more serious, so I formatted it." ”

The trail is broken again.

"I took it for granted. Wen Ru pressed the lid of the pen and comforted, "However, it can already be determined that the dream is a real person, and she is not the existence imagined by Mr. Song, which is already a big breakthrough." ”

The conversation fell silent, and only the sound of the two of them breathing could be heard during the call.

"That's right, Mr. Song. Wen Ru spoke, "Mr. Song, can you tell us about your specific feelings about dreams?"

"Dreams?"

"Yes. Wen Ru nodded, "Mr. Song has been trying to see her clearly and find her past, what are Mr. Song's views and emotions about her?

When the last word was spoken, Wen Ru's voice was soft, as if with some kind of demagogy.

"I," Song Jun's voice woke Wen Ru, and she subconsciously used her voice to hypnotize Song Jun.

"Mr. Song, think about it carefully. Before Song Jun could speak, Wen Ru immediately interrupted him.

"Good. Song Jun on the other end of the phone lowered his head, as if he didn't notice the abnormality of Wen Ru's voice.

He whispered, "I want to be close to her." ”

"I don't reject her, I don't resist her touch, I want to be close to her, I want to look at her, I want to listen to her. ”

Song Jun recalled the dimples on her cheeks that would sink into her cheeks every time the girl in her dream laughed, "I like her smile, no, or I like all her vivid expressions." ”

"Do you just like it?" Wen Ru was not surprised by this answer, but she was still a little dissatisfied.

Song Jun's next sentence followed, "But when I saw her, I was a little painful." ”

"Pain?" Wen Ru didn't quite understand the word, it wasn't a type of emotion.

"Yes, it hurts. Song Jun raised his eyes, held the mobile phone to his ear, and whispered, while tearing a piece of paper from the table and writing casually, "Coward." Three words, and then paced towards the bathroom with a piece of paper.

He turned on the faucet, and the water was rushing over the sink.

"Mr. Song?" Wen Ru heard the sound of water.

"I want to wash my face, Wenru. He replied.

"Absolutely. Wen Ru nodded, quietly waiting for him.

Song Jun listened to the clear breathing sound coming from his mobile phone.

He curled his lips and smiled silently, and then looked at himself in the mirror with crooked eyebrows and smiling, but his eyes were like deep pools.

He soaked the note in water and glued it to the mirror.

The black handwriting was swept away by the water, and the ink was smudged, but it was still possible to see what the words were.

He smiled, turned off the faucet, and paced back to the table.

"Mr. Song?" Wen Ru's voice came from the other end of the phone again.

Song Jun looked at his wet hands that were still dripping in surprise, he pressed the doubts in his heart, lowered his eyes and continued the topic, "It will hurt me to see her." The heart is inexplicably sore, pitying, and irrepressibly painful. ”

His voice was low, dazed and confused.

In the end, this phone call still failed to answer Wen Ru's doubts, but made the matter of "retrieving memories" even more confusing.