"Bingning, when you were on the helicopter, you memorized my personal information very well, do you remember my parents?"

Wang Ling just slept hastily for two or three hours before waking up in a nightmare, and after seeing Bingning sitting on the edge of the bed, he suddenly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

In fact, when Wang Ling was asleep, Bingning had already recalled it by himself, but in addition to Wang Ling's previous work unit, his college experience, and even his plot were remembered very clearly.

But further back, the memory became very vague, and even if Bingning racked her brains, she couldn't figure out what Wang Ling's family was like.

Or that I can't remember it clearly enough, but there is no relevant fragment of memory at all.

Seeing Bing Ning shaking his head, Wang Linggang's somewhat bright eyes dimmed again.

"That's not right. Leng Rui on the side suddenly said, "I'm afraid there is something strange about this matter." ”

Looking at Bing Ning's inquiring gaze, Leng Rui's fingers kept gesturing with something, his eyes were already shining with blue light, and he was obviously thinking quickly.

"According to Bingning's character, before you go to find Wang Ling, you will definitely have a detailed understanding of him, and to understand a person, it is essential to investigate his family first, so you must have seen the situation of his parents. And in terms of your ability, if you have seen it, you will never forget it in such a short time, so ......"

"For some reason, we all forgot about them?" Bing Ning somewhat understood what Leng Rui meant.

"No... Not exactly. Leng Rui shook his head, "The most important thing is that even the public security system can't find it, and the two of them have been replaced perfectly, which is the most terrifying place." ”

Speaking of this, Leng Rui looked at Wang Ling, and then said, "The premise is... Wang Ling's memories are real. Because now no one but you has any memories of it. ”

"Not necessarily!" Wang Ling said very anxiously, "That couple is so young, even if they take over my parents' family, but what about their positions? Could it be that my father's job of more than 20 years can be replaced by a person in his twenties and thirties?"

Bingning nodded, "It seems that we have some work to do. ”

"We have two paths, judging from the current situation, different from the previous timeline, in addition to Wang Ling's parents disappearing, it will also be accompanied by Wang Ling's childhood being rewritten, his past growth trajectory will inevitably be distorted, as a party to Wang Ling, even if he can't remember everything completely, but there will always be something incompatible with what he has experienced. ”

"You say," Wang Ling said, "could it be that...... The multidimensional universe overlaps, let my parents get it, are these two people from another earth. ”

Bing Ning sighed after hearing this, and touched Wang Ling's head, "Don't guess, you can only say that everything is possible." ”

Wang Ling hugged the quilt hard, wanting to bury himself in it, "That... Do you believe me?"

Bing Ning nodded, smiling very nicely, "Of course." ”

In the afternoon, they stood at the door of the First Experimental Primary School, looking at the familiar gate, but Wang Ling did not dare to step forward. In the end, it was under Bingning's appeasement that he slowly walked to the communication room.

Through the window, Wang Ling saw a person he hadn't seen for many years, it was a somewhat lame and elderly uncle. The uncle's surname is Zhang, and he is still Wang Ling

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When he was a child, he already had a very good relationship with him, and Uncle Zhang would give him a candy when he passed by the door after school.

Later, Wang Ling skipped school again and was bumped into by his father at the school gate, if it wasn't for Uncle Zhang, it is estimated that he would have been beaten half to death.

Although lame, he has always been conscientious, and will patrol the campus every night. After so many years, his temples have long since turned gray, and the crutches in his hands have been polished.

Wang Ling stretched out his hand and knocked on the window, and Uncle Zhang's already somewhat cloudy eyes looked over with some doubts. After opening the window, he looked Wang Ling up and down and asked.

"Boy, what's the matter? It's a holiday now, and there's no one at school. ”

"Uncle Zhang, you don't know me, I'm Wang Ling. ”

"Wang Ling?" Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wang Ling's face near the window, "Oh, it's Xiao Ling! ”

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, I'm all at work. Suddenly meeting someone who knew him, Wang Ling immediately became excited.

"You young people have changed too much, if you don't say that I can't recognize it, and your eyes won't work, old man, old man!" Uncle Zhang said as he pressed the button of the remote control, and the door opened in response, "Come on, come in!"

The three of them entered the communication room through the door, and there was a faint lingering smell of tobacco and tea. Seeing Uncle Zhang staggering to make tea, Wang Ling hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't bother, we're not thirsty." ”

Uncle Zhang pointed to the sand with a smile, sat down on the bench himself, and put the crutches aside, "Xiao Ling, why did you suddenly think about it and come back to take a look, how young are these, eh, these two are?"

"They are all my colleagues, I have been working for two years, and we must have not seen each other for more than ten years. I'm here this time...... I want to ask you, are my parents still working here?"

"Huh?" Uncle Zhang was puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

"My parents, the principal of this school!" Wang Ling said quickly.

"Your parents?" Uncle Zhang was speechless for a while, "Do you recognize Principal Li as your godfather?"

"What Principal Li, my dad!"

Seeing that Wang Ling was getting more and more excited, Leng Rui hurriedly covered Wang Ling's mouth, pulled him out, and asked Bingning to talk to Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang looked at Wang Ling being dragged out by force with a confused expression, and hurriedly asked Bingning, "Little girl, this is... What's going on?"

Bingning knew that obviously Uncle Zhang didn't remember Wang Ling's father anymore, she thought for a while and said, "That, uncle, do you know Wang Ling's father?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head blankly, "This Xiao Ling, how can he have a father, he is an orphan." ”

"Can you tell me more about it?" Bing Ning closed the door of the communication room, "That's right, Wang Ling's work has been a little bad recently, and his mental state is a little trance, he told us that his parents work here, and his father is the principal of this school. We didn't find them there, so we came over to ask you. ”

Who knows, as soon as she finished speaking, Uncle Zhang suddenly slapped his thigh, "What a sin! Why torture this hard-working child." ”

He took out a handkerchief, already leaving tears, "It's such a good child, why do you have to treat him like this!"

According to Uncle Zhang, he knew Wang Ling and once saw him sitting and by himself after everyone got out of school

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On the edge of the field, alone. He went to ask why the child didn't go home, but after this questioning, he learned that Wang Ling was living in an orphanage.

Every day when he gets off work, he will watch with envy all his classmates being picked up by their parents, with a happy smile.

Seeing that he was pitiful, Uncle Zhang took him back to his communication room, took a few candies for him to eat, chatted with him for a long time, and finally sent him back to the orphanage.

Later, Uncle Zhang gradually learned that Wang Ling was abandoned at a very young age and was later sent to an orphanage. Or it is called the children's welfare home, and later the children of the welfare home were enrolled in the government, and he went to this school to study.

Wang Ling can be said to be very sensible, after he and Uncle Zhang got acquainted, he would come to the communication room every day to talk to Uncle Zhang about the interesting things in his class and his test results.

And Uncle Zhang will prepare a candy for him every day, and if Wang Ling's exam results are better, he will also prepare some delicious snacks. Until Wang Ling was in junior high school, he still came over from time to time, and after he went to high school, under the heavy study tasks, the number of times he came began to gradually decrease, and the two finally broke off contact after Wang Ling went to college.

It can be said that the self in Wang Ling's memory and what Uncle Zhang said are completely the life process of two people, with a difference of 108,000 miles. But under the arrangement of unknown fate, they were forcibly twisted together.

Looking at Uncle Zhang's sighing appearance, he was also extremely sad. Uncle Zhang can be said to have watched Wang Ling grow up, and he can be said to be one of the people who knows the most about how tragic this child's fate is, so when he learned that Wang Ling was still suffering such a big setback after working, he couldn't help but feel very sad.

"Uncle, you see if this will work, let's take him to the school for a walk, after all, he has been here for six years, and he still has a lot of nostalgic things, maybe it is still very useful to calm his spirit. ”

"Yes, I'll go with you. As he spoke, Uncle Zhang was about to stand up on crutches.

"No, no, no!" Bing Ning hurriedly waved his hand, "No, if he lets him think about it himself, the effect should be better, if what he recalls is different from what you said, maybe it will not be good for his emotions." ”

The uncle sighed, "Alas, okay, okay, then I won't go, you have to take care of him, but don't let anything happen to him again." ”

Bingning snorted, "Then we'll go in, uncle, don't worry too much." ”

"Wait a minute," the uncle limped to the wall, took down a large plate of keys hanging on the wall, and handed it to Bingning, "Come, take it, this is the key to each room, you can take it, if he wants to go to his classroom or other places to see, it will be more convenient." ”

Bing Ning thanked him, and walked out of the communication room under Uncle Zhang's worried gaze, outside Wang Ling was sitting on the stone steps, and Leng Rui didn't know how to persuade him.

"Let's go, Wang Ling, give us a tour guide and let us see what your school used to be like. ”

Several people walked into the school along a wide road, I have to say that this place has changed a lot from when Wang Ling went to school, the dirty cinder runway has been replaced by a new plastic runway, and the neater flower beds will decorate the whole campus more beautifully.

Looking at the teaching building that has been renovated in appearance, Wang Ling can't help but feel a little emotional, can his memories be retrieved here?

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