"This friend of mine, she is very strange, as long as the person who becomes friends with her, the memory of her friend only lasts for a week, at first it was nothing, and gradually, she is also isolated and becomes an invisible person in the class. Yi Shuwen said bitterly: "The doctor only diagnosed short-term memory impairment, and the specific cause is unknown. ”

Li Yun was speechless for a while, and then recited the Tao trumpet lightly.

"Saving the Suffering Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, you can bring it to see, but Poor Dao is not a psychiatrist, and all he can do is to watch the luck and hope for it. ”

Yi Shuwen bowed respectfully when she saw Li Yun agree, and then said.

"Great, thank you... By the way, I'll be in the future... No matter how you call you, you can't always be called Taoist. ”

"Poor Dao Dao number single word cloud, common name Li Yun, lay people can call me Li Yun. ”

"Well, you don't want to be called a layman all the time in the future, just call me Shuwen or Xiaowen. Yi Shuwen smiled.

"Okay, Yi Jushi. ”

"Call me Xiaowen..."

"I see, Yi Jushi. ”

"Dao Chief, you shouldn't be shy. ”

"Saving the Suffering Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable... This is just an illusion of the layman. ”

...

The next day, at about ten o'clock in the morning, a black Escalade drove to the foot of Elephant Head Mountain, and from it came a man and two women, the man was in a suit and leather shoes, and the two women were wearing ordinary mountaineering clothes.

"Xiaowen, are you sure this... Can a fortune teller cure Xiaoling's illness?" The middle-aged man in the suit looked at Yi Shuwen in front of him with a look of doubt.

"I don't know what school he graduated from, but he's a great psychology expert. Yi Shuwen patted the dust on his hand and said, "It's not bad to bring Xiaoling to this elephant head mountain to relax." ”

The middle-aged man in the suit frowned, then sighed, and his brows stretched.

Scattering is good for two girls, but not good for him.

As a boss, he can't wait to treat the company as his home, and bringing his daughter to take a break couldn't be more extravagant.

At this time, Xiao Ling, who looked a little timid next to her, whispered: "Forget it, Dad doesn't seem to be free, let's go back..."

"Hmm, Xiaoling, this is what you said to go home, I didn't force you, let's go, let's go home." The middle-aged man in the suit showed a look of surprise, that feeling is good, isn't it beautiful to send her home to the company by herself?

"Uncle Wang... Don't you care about Xiaoling's illness?" Yi Shuwen couldn't help it, how could this father not care about his daughter's situation at all.

"Well, are you saying that the memory with your friends can only be retained for a week? If you want me to say that this may be a good thing, Xiaoling is now a senior in high school, and it is no problem that her friends don't need this kind of thing at all, it is not bad if this can make her study seriously, anyway, it is not too late to treat it after the college entrance examination is over. Wang Zongwei said with a look of course.

"You... Could it be that the college entrance examination is more important than health?" Yi Shuwen said with some disbelief, she had no idea that her friend's father would think like this.

"Isn't there no critical health? If you don't need to remind me if you are critically healthy, I will also take Xiaoling for treatment, but we are all gone to the top three hospitals, Xiaoling's body is very healthy, there is no need for treatment at all, mental illness or something, it is not a big deal at all. ”

Yi Shuwen was silent.

She understands that this is the idea of many older generations, and mental illness will probably be classified as hypocrisy by them, without any understanding of this aspect at all.

Yi Shuwen is also helpless, no one understands better than her that mental illness hurts the parties...

"Since Uncle Wang doesn't want to go, then I'll take Xiaoling there. Yi Shuwen's tone was a little indignant, she felt that in a sense, Wang Zongwei's attitude was even worse than that of her parents.

Well, Wang Zongwei is actually thinking about this matter seriously.

But in the end, Wang Zongwei still shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it, forget it. ”

Let Yi Shuwen take his daughter alone to a deep mountain Taoist temple that he doesn't understand, whether it is rational or emotional, then he refuses.

Since I was instigated, let's just get it done early and go back to the company as soon as possible.

"Let's go, there's no parking space up there, let's go up. Yi Shuwen planned to take Wang Xiaoling's hand, but Wang Xiaoling avoided it, looking at Yi Shuwen's eyes full of strangeness.

Yi Shuwen was also extremely distressed when she looked at Wang Xiaoling, and saw her own shadow in her...

"Let's hope the Michicho can cure her. Yi Shuwen didn't say more, and led the two of them to start climbing this Elephant Head Mountain.

There are two roads leading to the Taoist temple, one is a long detour, the road is better, you can take tricycles, bicycles, electric cars, etc., and the other is to go up the mountain from here, there is only one path.

Wang Zongwei decisively chose to take the path.

Just kidding, time is of the essence, and I'd rather take a steep rotten road than waste a second of my time.

However, after climbing a distance, Wang Zongwei regretted that he did not choose a good path for Mao.

"This broken road is even more difficult to walk than the road in my hometown, what a broken and poor place. Looking at the arm that was injured by the blades of grass, Wang Zongwei was even more annoyed and didn't believe in this so-called Taoist temple even more.

It is conceivable that if it is really a great psychiatrist who can live in this deep mountain?

Can you open a Taoist temple in the mountains?

Do you believe in ghosts?

"Big sister, do you think this Dao Chang can really cure my illness?" Wang Xiaoling looked at Yi Shuwen with some longing, she also knew her illness.

No matter what kind of friend you are, the memory only lasts for a week, and after a week, even the subject's name will be forgotten...

From beginning to end, he was a person, and he could only record the bits and pieces of himself and his friends through the diary, but looking back, the memories in these diaries were so strange.

But Wang Xiaoling knew that it was all real, but that strangeness made her not believe it was real.

At the same time, Wang Xiaoling also saw the same name on many pages in the notebook...

In other words, that name has been making friends with her since she got this disease.

A week of memories forgotten.

Then go ahead and create new memories.

For Wang Xiaoling, he is just a stranger, but for him, it is a repeated action of continuing to write countless times.

This is not fair to Wang Xiaoling, and it is not fair to that person.

Wang Xiaoling hates her illness, but what's the use?

But even so...

She also had to work hard to heal herself.

Let your memories be more than just a line in your notebook...

Also in order not to disappoint the person who repeats it every week.

"Well, he's very powerful..."Yi Shuwen's eyes were deep.

"I've ever met the best psychologist. ”