In a series of nightmares, I saw a woman naked, slumped on a bed, the white sheets on which were stained red with blood.

"Is she dead?" I tried hard to see the woman's face, but the woman's face was so hazy that I could only see blurry images.

I simply looked over the hill in front of her chest, but suddenly a bloody hand grabbed me.

Yes! I exclaimed, and then the nightmare screen jumped, the woman in the bed disappeared, and my parents appeared in the nightmare.

They were standing in front of a white building, which was the Min'an Psychiatric Hospital.

"Min'an Psychiatric Hospital? What are they doing there? I frowned, about to ask why they were there.

But before I could say anything, my parents saw me, and they shouted at me and pointed to their left wrist with anxious expressions.

I tried to hear their cries, but there was silence in my ears, no sound at all.

"What are they shouting?" I couldn't hear their shouts, and I became extremely anxious: "My parents keep pointing to my left wrist, what are they trying to tell me?" ”

"My left wrist is where I wear my watch, and they remind me to keep an eye on the time?" Thinking of this, I subconsciously glanced at my left wrist.

It's okay not to look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it, I had an extra black watch on my left wrist, in fact, this black watch didn't surprise me, what really surprised me was that this black watch was particularly weird, it had a skull shape on the surface, and there were three blood-red hands in the watch frame.

I tried hard to see the time marked by the hands, but the three blood-red hands pierced my eyes like spikes, causing my eyes to burst in an instant.

"Time is running out! Time is running out! Time is running out! "Just as my eyes were bleeding and tearful, I finally heard my parents' cries.

"Time is running out?" I muttered to myself, confused.

When I woke up, it was eight o'clock the next morning.

The sun at eight o'clock in the morning, like the two mature lips of a young woman, is always so warm.

I opened the window and looked out, and the street was bustling with people, including families eating breakfast, women standing on the street after a tiring night's work, and even workers rushing to work.

A husband glanced at the disheveled street girl, and was scolded by the wife next to him, so the husband had to retract his gaze and leave quickly.

All sentient beings, due to fate, set off countless waves, or wonderful, or hateful, or ugly, or overnight love, or falling apart, or far-fetched.

"It's a pity that there are no traces of parents in the world, and no one remembers them." I still can't accept the fact that my parents are missing, and a little sadness rises in my heart.

"Ugh." I sighed as I closed the window.

After closing the window, I moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Put down a piece of noodles, add chopped green onions, ham cubes and eggs, bake and cook for a few minutes, and a bowl of fragrant noodles is ready.

After eating the noodles, I began to ponder the nightmare: "Time is running out? In the dream, the parents kept repeating this phrase. ”

I tried my best to think about the ultimate meaning of this sentence, but I couldn't understand anything other than the superficial meaning.

"Time is running out, ostensibly it means there's not much time left, I need to get something done as soon as possible, but what is that imminent thing? Is it the disappearance of the parents? As I thought about it, I found a breaking point: "My parents have disappeared inexplicably, and my memories of them have been erased, maybe they told me to hurry up or lose them." ”

"Lose them? How to lose? Could it be ......" Thinking of this, I hastened to retrace the memories with my parents.

When I finished looking back, I was shocked because my memories of spending time with my parents before I was nine years old were beginning to blur.

"Impossible! How can I forget the memories I had with my parents before the age of nine? "I clasped my hands over my skull, trying to recall the memories.

But my mind was blank, and I had no memory of getting along with my parents before the age of nine.

At this time, all I have in my mind is the memory of getting along with my parents after the age of nine, and the memory of being with them before the age of nine is gone.

"Like everyone else, I'm going to gradually forget my parents?" Thinking of this, an infinite panic rose in my heart: "I can't forget my parents, never!" ”

I roared as I turned on my laptop on my desk and typed down my memories of spending time with my parents—those memories of spending time with my parents after I was nine years old.

"My father's name is Liang Guangkun, born in 1972, 48 years old this year, on my ninth birthday, he happily told me that he would call the company Xicheng Fanpin UAV Company, which comes from my name Liang Fan, I am also very happy, I hugged my father to show gratitude."

"My mother's name is Chen Yingmei, born in 1975, 45 years old this year, in the family and work, she has always been her father's left arm and right arm, and after her father established the company, she took the initiative to give up her job and serve as a supervisor of her father's company."

"When I was thirteen years old, my grandparents died one after another, and I cried so hard in my hometown that my father comforted me and said that my grandparents were just going first, and then we would follow in their footsteps and gather with them under the kapok, and I was not so sad to think that I would be able to see my grandparents in the future."

"When I was 14 years old, I was in the first year of junior high school, and the junior high school was far away from home, and I needed to live in the school, and I remember the moment I entered the school, my mother looked at my back and hid her face and cried, why did she cry? I couldn't understand it before, but now I understand that she is reluctant to leave me. ”

"During the summer vacation when I was fifteen years old, my parents took me to the playground to play, and when I was older, I resisted playing bumper cars, but my parents didn't care, and the two of them had a lot of fun, like two old children."

"On New Year's Day one year, my parents and I went to a haunted house, and my parents were so scared that they were laughing at them the whole time."

"My parents like to play mahjong very much, but their mahjong skills are very bad, and they have lost a lot of money to me over the years, but I later learned that it was not their skills that were bad, but they deliberately lost money to me."

……

All kinds of memories were constantly knocked out by me, but I was only halfway through it, and I showed a blank look: "Hey, what am I doing?" Am I not writing a dissertation? ”

"My father's name is Liang Guangkun, and my mother's name is Chen Yingmei? No, I don't have parents, I'm an orphan. Looking at the dense text on the notepad, my face became more and more dazed.

But the next moment, my face turned from dazed to tangled: "No, no, no, I'm not an orphan, my father's name is Liang Guangkun, my mother's name is Chen Yingmei, I'm writing about their memory fragments!" ”

Realizing that I was about to forget my parents completely, I was so anxious that I wrote down my memories of spending time with my parents after I was nine years old.

After I finished writing, I kept reciting these fragments of words, trying to fight against the cruel oblivion.

"After the high school entrance examination, my parents drove to pick me up, and sitting in the back seat of the car, I saw the white sideburns on their faces, and my parents were old."

"I was admitted to a key high school, my parents were very happy, we went to Haidilao that night to have a big dinner, and also watched the waiter's little brother's dough throwing performance."

"One day I went to the company, Sister Yu Nai kept pestering me, saying that I was refreshed and didn't charge money, and my parents scolded Sister Yu Nai when they heard it, and I walked away with a red face."

"When I went to college, I rarely went home, and every time I came home, my mother would make a big bowl of soup, and it was delicious."

"I was only 20 years old that year, and my parents yelled at me to introduce me, which made me very embarrassed."

Although I kept chanting, I gradually forgot about my parents, and in the end, I only remembered their names, but I couldn't remember what they looked like or what they were like.

"Even I forgot my parents." I shook my head and sighed: "I guess soon, I will forget the names of my parents." ”

I am horrified by this unpredictable method, who can erase the memories of so many people? That's what the legendary Yama judge can do, right?

When noon came, the sun rose in the middle of the sky, and the room was brightly illuminated, and I looked at the bright sunlight in this direction, and my heart was clouded.

Since returning to the real world, I feel that there is a big net that wants to capture me, and my parents' evaporation from the world is just to protect me from disaster.

As I expected, I soon forgot the names of my parents: "I remember that I am not an orphan, I have parents, but what are the names of my parents?" Why can't I remember them at all? ”

I sat in front of my computer, overwhelmed, and I didn't remember everything until I accidentally clicked on the notepad.

"My father's name is Liang Guangkun, and my mother's name is Chen Yingmei...... "I read the notepad over and over again, trying to engrave the contents in my heart.

But every time I read it, I forgot everything again, like someone was manipulating my memory.

Fortunately, God rewards hard work, and after reading the contents of the notepad thousands of times, I finally memorized them.

At the same time, a strange new memory poured into my mind, in this new memory, I am also called Liang Fan, but unlike the old memory, I have no parents, is an orphan, as an orphan I was born, I have a unique vision, just 18 years old, I established Xicheng Fan Pin UAV Company, famous.

New memories and old memories are constantly colliding in my mind, and no one is convinced, so I can only silently endure this painful process.

"The new memories are implanted in my brain, it's terrifying, it's trying to devour my old memories so that they become my only memories!" The thought of someone implanting memories made me huddle in the corner of the room, terrified.

"It's good that I put my old memories on a notepad, otherwise I would have forgotten everything." Thinking of this, I plan to read the notepad several times every day from now on, so as not to be invaded by new memories.

Just then, I saw a fire rising from my desk.

I pretended to be calm and looked over the desk, only to see the book "Snake Man" burning.