When she woke up in the morning, Wang Jingwen found that her mother had prepared a delicious breakfast: millet lean porridge and fried poached eggs. She greeted her parents, sat down at the table, and tasted her mother's handiwork after a long absence. During the meal, no one mentioned the events of last night again.

The mother asked her daughter, who was drinking porridge, "How is it, Jingwen, are you used to eating?" ”

Wang Jingwen nodded and said, "Mom's porridge is so fragrant." ”

"You used to love to eat this millet lean porridge, and you often asked me to make it." Mother smiled, "I'll cook a few more of your favorite dishes at noon." ”

"Mom, just eat whatever you want, don't take too much care of me."

Wang Xingyu, who was sitting across the dining table drinking porridge, said, "Jingwen, you just let your mother take good care of you." She hasn't had a chance for years, and now it's time to have a good time. ”

Wang Jingwen pursed her lips and smiled.

After breakfast, Wang Jingwen helped her mother clean up the tableware. Her mother said to her, "I go to the market to buy groceries, and you can watch TV, surf the Internet, read books at home, and do whatever you want." ”

"Mom, I'll accompany you to the grocery shopping."

"Another day, you will accompany your father today." Dong Lin raised his head towards the study.

Wang Jingwen nodded obediently.

After her mother left, Wang Jingwen came to her father's study. Wang Xingyu looked very happy when he saw his daughter walk in: "Jingwen, do you want to go online or play games for a while?" I'll teach you how to use your home computer. ”

Wang Jingwen still maintained the simple lifestyle she had when she was in the nursing home, she looked at the large bookcase on the right side of the study and said, "Dad, I want to read some books - what books do you have here?" ”

"Books? I've got a lot of them here. Wang Xingyu got up from the chair, walked to the bookcase, and introduced to his daughter who leaned over: "The first layer is some books on literature, history, and biographies; The second layer is mainly novels, both domestic and foreign; The third floor is a variety of magazines, and the fourth is ...... Hehe, you don't have to read the books on this floor. ”

"Why?" Wang Jingwen asked curiously.

"The fourth floor is basically an architectural design book, which is too professional for ordinary people to be interested in."

Wang Jingwen was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered an important problem - she even forgot her parents' careers.

She guessed, "Dad, you're a ...... Architectural Engineer? ”

Wang Xingyu nodded: "But now that I'm retired, I'm idle at home." ”

Wang Jingwen tried to recall her mother's occupation, but she never worked, so she could only ask, "What does your mother do?" ”

"Your mother used to work in an insurance company and was still the deputy general manager. Now retired too. ”

Wang Jingwen nodded - it seems that Dr. Nie's "forgetting therapy" is too thorough, and she has no impression of any of this.

Wang Xingyu also wanted to recommend a few good-looking books to his daughter, but the phone in the living room rang at this time. He said to his daughter: "Jingwen, you flip through the book and read it yourself, I'll answer the phone." He turned and left the study.

Wang Jingwen browsed the books neatly placed on the shelves, stood on tiptoe, and went to pick up the architectural books on the fourth floor, which her father did not recommend the most. Strange to say, although Wang Jingwen is soft and quiet, she is a little boyish in her bones, and she is interested in cars, military, architecture and other things that should be liked by boys. Her father thought that she didn't like to read books about architecture, which showed that he didn't know enough about her.

Wang Jingwen took out a thick "Architectural Detail Yearbook" from the middle of the fourth floor, turned a few pages, and felt that it was indeed too theoretical, and some could not understand, so she took down the "History of European Architecture" next to it, and was about to flip through it, but found that behind these two books, there was an old book lying horizontally. Compared with other books that were placed in an orderly and upright manner, this book was obviously too irregular. Wang Jingwen wanted to help her father tidy up, so she pulled out the book that was lying horizontally inside.

The moment she took it out, Wang Jingwen was stunned. Only then did she realize that this was not a "book" at all, but an old photo album.

Wang Jingwen was stunned for a few seconds, and her heart beat faster. She didn't forget what Dr. Nie had warned herself many times -

"Wang Jingwen, you have to remember that if you want to completely get rid of the psychological shadow and come out of the haze of fear, you must say goodbye to the 'past' forever! You're going to have to forget all about the old days! And you have to control yourself not to explore, not to investigate, not to reminisce and feel like an old wound - only then can you fully recover! ”

Wang Jingwen has heard these words no more than one or two hundred times, and she has indeed done so. Dr. Nie said that it was precisely because of her cooperation and persistence that her condition was fundamentally improved, and she was able to return to her relatives and live a normal life - however, Wang Jingwen's hand holding the photo album was trembling slightly - she wanted to see what she looked like in the past, and what her parents looked like before. The photo album in his hand is like Pandora's box tempting him. She felt like she was enchanted and couldn't help herself, and her fingers gently lifted the cover of the album......

Just one look, I just looked at one picture – her heart pounding.

"Jingwen!"

screamed violently, causing Wang Jingwen to tremble, and the photo album in her hand that had not yet been opened almost fell to the ground. She turned back in astonishment, and saw her father striding over, snatching the album from her hand, and at the same time sharply asked, "Where did you find this thing?" ”

Wang Jingwen was completely stunned: "...... Found right behind a few books on the fourth level of the bookcase. ”

The father glanced at the top floor of the bookcase, and then looked at Wang Jingwen, looking uneasy, he swallowed his saliva, and asked carefully, "...... Did you open it and read it? ”

Wang Jingwen shook her head slightly.

The father asked again uneasily, "I really didn't see it?" ”

Wang Jingwen said: "I was just about to see it, and you came in." ”

The father stared at Wang Jingwen for a long time, and seemed to judge that she was not lying, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Jingwen, the doctor called you...... Don't look at things that bring back memories. ”

"I know." Wang Jingwen said lightly.

The father and daughter were silent for a while, and Wang Xingyu said, "What book do you want to read?" How many can I recommend for you? ”

"Forget it, Dad. I don't want to read now, I want to go to the little garden in front of the house. Wang Jingwen said softly, looking a little uneasy.

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine."

Wang Jingwen turned to leave, took two steps, stopped again, turned around and asked her father, who was holding the album tightly: "Dad, is there anything important recorded in this album?" ”

"Ah...... What the? Wang Xingyu shook his head uncomfortably, "There's nothing important...... It's just ordinary pictures of life. ”

"Then why are you so afraid of being seen by me? Even if it's just a glance. ”

"Jingwen, you know, what Dr. Nie said......"

"I know that Dr. Nie told me, but what he said was telling me not to recall the 'things' that happened before, and he didn't say that I couldn't even look like me before. If this album is just some ordinary life photos of me, or you and your mother in the past, then what does it matter if I look at it? ”

Wang Xingyu looked at his daughter with his mouth open, obviously speechless.

Wang Jingwen stared at her father with an embarrassed expression, and couldn't help but say the doubt in her heart directly: "Dad, have you told me the truth?" Are these albums really just ordinary photos? ”

The muscles on Wang Xingyu's face twitched a few times, and he simply turned his back and didn't give any explanation, just said strongly: "Anyway, you don't want to look at this album." ”

Wang Jingwen stayed for a few seconds and walked out of the study silently.

In the garden, Wang Jingwen gently played with a peony flower, her heart fluctuating - the little thing just now caused countless doubts and speculations in her heart.

Obviously, my father didn't tell the truth to himself, and the photo album was obviously deliberately hidden in such a hidden place. Wang Jingwen wondered why her father was so panicked when he saw that he got the photo album, and he could even be said to be a little frightened, as if seeing those photos would kill people. If it was just ordinary photos, then my father's reaction was obviously too much. But - Wang Jingwen doesn't understand, if it's not an ordinary photo, what kind of photo will it be?

Suddenly, a terrible thought sent a chill down Wang Jingwen's spine and shuddered—could it be that the photos in this album were 'that incident' that made her admitted to a psychiatric hospital five years ago, and that Dr. Nie spent four years making her forget and tell her never to remember again?