It seems that there are still some memories that are like frosted glass in front of me, and I am close to the door, but I just can't remember them.

"Miay, have you ever had that experience?" There is a medical student in front of me, and he can also reverse analyze a person's state through painting, and quickly drag and ask, "That is, I have forgotten some things in the past, such as now; I can remember what happened when I was a child, and I can remember how I used different painting techniques and so on, but I can't remember how I started painting with these kinds of subjects. And I would never write in the winter sun. I don't know why, it's just very resistant. I always feel like something bad is going to happen, but I don't know what it is. ”

As I spoke, she wrote in her notebook as if she were taking notes. Then she looked at the words on the notebook, thought for a while, and searched for it on her phone. After a while, he handed me the notebook, and at the same time handed me his phone: "This may need to be taken to the psychiatrist, and I can only help you analyze it now, maybe you have suffered a severe head injury or something happened to you before." Causes the brain to engage in protective avoidance, also known as PTSD or selective amnesia. But you say, resist the winter sun; It should be something that happened at that time, so your subconscious mind will be able to avoid these periods. And the search content of the mobile phone is the popular science description of these two diseases.

I didn't pay much attention to this matter before, and I didn't think it was like in movies and literature, and it didn't affect my current life anyway; It's been a big grin. I thought about asking when I had time to go to the Yin Division one day, but I forgot about it after a period of tossing recently. If you run to ask about this little thing, and you don't know who you ask about it; Iron is bound to be scolded to death by a violent temper like black impermanence. Forget it, anyway, there are no obstacles to the current life, and those big guys in Yin Si are busy enough every day; Don't bother them......

I was thinking about it when Mia tapped me on the shoulder and wrote in pencil in the sketchbook I was holding, 'What's wrong?' You don't have to think too much, sometimes it's not necessarily really something, but something that leads you to paranoia. Just like many people say that it's easy to encounter bad things in funeral homes, aren't I okay too? But that's not what she thought in her head: 'He's certainly not paranoid, grandma said she had died once before and then came back to life; My body has changed, and I have more ability to walk yin. ’

Scratching his head and standing up, he smiled indifferently: "cough~ If you can't think of it, it means that it's not a big deal, aren't I just as alive now?" ”

She laughed when she saw my reaction; Then she crouched down and went over the old drawings. Looking at the side of her face looking at the drawing, I was in a trance for a while: it was as if I had seen this scene in a dream. I remembered something: there was once a girl who squatted like this and looked through my paintings, as if this person was very important to me. There were many clips that flashed through my mind at once: I was painting with a girl in the studio, sometimes rubbing paint against each other...... But I really can't remember who it is, and I don't see the girl's face in these clips...... Quickly took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a deep breath to calm himself down. It's not because I remember anything, but I don't have the impulse to seek the truth right away in novels and TV, it's more like a passer-by in my memory, and some fragments of information that I occasionally remember.

Then I collected my thoughts and began to color the line drawings I had drawn, until I felt that the temperature had dropped, and then I looked up at my surroundings. It's already evening, stand up and move; I was going to take the shop and go to dinner with Mia.

As soon as they were about to go out, a student-like child pushed the door and broke in, almost hit by the door, as soon as they entered the door, they looked around, and then looked excited:

"It's all ghosts."

"Is there anything else in there?"

The leading boy was also proud: "There are also black and white portraits of impermanence in it. ”

Mia and I looked at each other: these kids are probably using me as a haunted house, right? Before I could speak, the children pulled out their phones and tried to take pictures of the paintings. Only a little girl followed them all the time, as if she had something to say to me, but she didn't dare to speak. But I heard the voice in his head: "Can this boss help me?" I've gone to the temple to burn incense, and I've put on all the jade Buddhas my mother gave me, but it doesn't work. ”

Seeing these children taking pictures with their mobile phones, I didn't bother to care; walked straight to the last girl who came in: "Girl, do you have something to do with me?" Your friends are all taking pictures, and you're the only one at the door, what are you worried about? As soon as I finished speaking, Mia came up from behind and smiled softly at the girl.

"Uncle, I ......"

"Who is your uncle? Why are you so blind, kid? Call Brother. "Now these children have really bad eyes, am I so old?

As soon as the girl was about to speak, her friends returned to the antechamber; She had no choice but to give up. Seeing that she wanted to speak, I took a business card from the counter and gave it to her: "If you have any paintings you want, let me know in advance." ”

Now her friends saw it, and immediately coaxed:

"Oh, uncle, who still uses business cards now? Scan the code directly to add a circle. ”

"When do you have a new painting? Let's shoot. ”

"Uncle, add one. I'll see what your circle of friends looks like. ”

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