"The energy shield is expanding outwards, it'll be ready soon."
He had a radar circle in his mind, which rapidly covered an area at a speed equivalent to the propagation of light. Not only the whole of East Asia, but also the West was affected by the sea pearl, and human memory of mermaids began to be virtualized.
Qin Ye and Bai Feng, who were in prison, along with the people who interrogated them.
They have all lost their memories of being mermaids.
They were completely baffled as to why they were in prison.
The police searched through the files but found no information. Qin Ye had spent decades at the research institute and his memory was completely blank. Bai Feng's memory was from more than two years ago, when he was still preparing his doctoral dissertation.
Qin Ye's condition is more serious.
In my thirties, my memories go straight back to my senior year of college.
I feel like I've forgotten something important, but I can't remember it no matter what I do. My brows are furrowed and I'm in a bad mood.
The police were unable to find any criminal records against them.
The investigation lasted for several days.
Everyone was completely baffled.
I consulted a psychologist.
No matter how the psychologist guided them, they remained confused. In the end, unable to find any evidence, they released the person. Qin Ye and Bai Feng met and recognized each other, but they didn't know where they had met.
Finally, they all went home.
Qin Ye walked home. Everything was familiar, including his home. He knew where he lived, the password, and everything inside was familiar to him. But where did the lost memories go?
I boiled a kettle of water and brewed some tea leaves.
Holding his tea, he walked to the French windows. It was already dark, and below, neon lights flickered and cars and people were bustling about. It was a very common scene, but it felt like a long time had passed.
Just like some adults, when they see scenes from their childhood such as skipping rope, playing marbles, and hearing birds chirping in the straw, it's like a revolving lantern playing back.
The cup stopped about two centimeters from my lips, the rising steam from the hot tea blurring my vision.
It just stopped there for about a minute.
Qin Ye went to check his bank card.
There's a string of zeros in it, over 70 million, enough for a lifetime of daily life. But looking at the current year, I'm completely baffled. Did I get into a car accident?
Caused amnesia?
I leaned back on the soft leather sofa and turned off the lights.
He closed his eyes and pondered.
I thought and thought, but I could never quite grasp that figure.
Qin Ye was racking his brains for a headache. The living room curtains weren't drawn, and moonlight streamed in. He saw two handprints, glanced down at his own palm, and realized the sizes didn't seem to match. He quickly turned on the light.
Past comparisons.
The handprint should be much smaller.
Whose is this?
Qin Ye was certain that he wouldn't bring anyone home indiscriminately.
The height of the handprint is like sitting on the floor, looking down through glass...
Qin Ye felt a stab to his heart, and the pain made him involuntarily clutch his chest. He thought he might be able to find clues at home, so he went to the bedroom and searched every nook and cranny, from the cabinets and mattress to the corners and crevices.
There's nothing special about it.
Upon entering the study and opening the main drawer, I found not documents, but bags of egg yolk pies. A fleeting image flashed through my mind, impossible to grasp.
He was so worried about it that his nerves were aching.
I could only sit in a chair to relax, my elbows resting on the table, my fingertips massaging the painful areas. The more I couldn't remember, the more anxious I became, and the more anxious I became, the less I could remember, creating a vicious cycle.
His subconscious told him that the forgotten experiences were important to him.
I just can't remember.
I stayed up late into the night, then went to rest, thinking I'd get some sleep to recharge and see if things would be better tomorrow.
Bai Feng is much better. He forgets what he forgets. Forgetting it is pointless. His body instincts tell him that forgetting is probably the best thing. He'd rather not remember at all. Since he has no clue, he might as well go find a job.
I've moved to a new environment.
Life returned to normal. With his educational background, earning a million a year was quite normal. Things gradually stabilized. Through introductions from his parents' friends, he met a girl who was well-educated and polite.
For some reason, he felt a bit resistant.
But what should have been forgotten has already been forgotten.
Try to get to know girls.
Zhou Xiaohai and Qin Ye entered the research institute around the same time.
They also lost their memories.
The institute's archives were bombed, all the information was lost, but everyone suffered from amnesia, making the incident very strange.
A few days later, the incident alarmed the higher-ups, who sent people to investigate. Qin Ye was undergoing psychological treatment; he wanted to recover his memory and find out what he had forgotten.
He didn't even wipe the handprint off the glass.
The entire investigation lasted for six months.
Even with the deployment of some mysterious bigwigs, the source still can't be found. It's very strange. The more they try to investigate, the more their memories are eroded. Gradually, no one dares to touch it anymore, nor do they dare to supervise the people still living in the research institute.
That's so weird.
It can only be kept a secret.
Qin Ye stopped looking for a job and started his own business. He was very tired every day. He had money and ran a small company, so he didn't need to raise investment. But he always drank a lot at the dinner table.
When I'm drunk, I feel like crying.
My heart feels empty.
What have you forgotten?
What exactly have I forgotten?
One day, unable to contain his inner turmoil any longer, he went to the beach to clear his head. For some reason, he now felt a bit averse to the salty smell of the sea, something he hadn't noticed before. Qin Ye rubbed his forehead.
Azure sea and sky, sandy beach and coconut trees, children running around, parents chasing after them, a gentle sea breeze, if only the little fish were here.
My nerves jolted suddenly.
fish?
What kind of fish?
Qin Ye's head started to hurt again. He took out some medicine from his pocket, poured out a pill, and swallowed it directly without water. The pain wouldn't subside for a while.
Sitting on the beach.
His brow was furrowed.
The little mermaid was in the sea, and even in broad daylight there were many people, but he didn't dare to come ashore, not even daring to show his head.
He stayed in the water for a long time.
Qin Ye just wouldn't come.
The mermaids have migrated and left the North Sea. The mermaids in the Yellow Sea area have also left. In the major sea areas, perhaps only the little mermaid is left. Jin Le came to find him and persuaded him to leave together.
The little mermaid is very stubborn.
He always said he had promised Qin Ye.
Jinle was silent for a moment, then told him, "Have you ever thought that if humans lose their memories of mermaids, they will also forget you?"
His words struck me like a thunderbolt, chilling me to the bone. I never imagined he would come back.
The mission is over, and the lamp wick can leave the world. The system told him this several times, but the little mermaid always says, "I have to wait for Qin Ye. He hasn't delivered on his promise of the egg yolk pie for me yet..."
In the end, Jin Le left on his own.
Nan Yu wanted to wait.
He is waiting for his beloved.
It's okay if you forget.
This is the closest place to him.
In case, in case, one day I remember, I won't be unable to find myself.
He didn't want to break his promise to Qin Ye.
...
"Little fish..."
"Little fish..."
"Don't go, don't go!"
In his sleep, the man's head swayed slightly, and he suddenly woke up with a start, covered in a cold sweat. He propped himself up on his arms and sat up, panting heavily. His forehead and the tip of his nose were covered in sweat. Qin Ye turned on the main light, threw off the covers and got out of bed to go to the living room to get some water.
I glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall.
It's almost midnight.
Qin Ye poured himself a glass of warm water and walked to the French windows. As he approached, the curtains slowly opened. Staring at the neon lights below, his thoughts began to wander again.
I've been thinking about fish a lot lately.
I thought I wanted to eat fish.
I bought two, but staring at the plate, I had absolutely no appetite.
I walked over to the sofa and sat down. Looking at the egg yolk pie on the coffee table, I tore open a bag, popped it into my mouth, and the taste was the same. Was it because I liked it?
Even if he loves to eat, he wouldn't stuff that much food into his home.
We still haven't finished eating it.
No answer found.
He kept searching.
We hired a psychologist, initially once a week, then once every three days, and now once a day. The psychologist came in, chatted casually for a bit, and then asked with a smile:
What did you have for lunch?
Qin Ye lay on the sofa, irritably raising his arm to cover his eyes, his voice icy, "Get to the treatment directly, stop talking nonsense."
The psychologist sat on a single sofa, smiling as he picked up a banana and ate it. "Psychology isn't physiology, so how can I treat you directly? We have to proceed gradually through conversation, right?" He took a bite of the banana, chewed, and swallowed.
After finishing his meal, he said, "Maybe this is God giving you a chance. Since you can't remember, you might as well forget it."
Qin Ye sat up, threw off the thin blanket covering him, his emotions were agitated, but he was very good at controlling himself, his bloodshot eyes were red.
It looks terrifying.
The therapist had no choice but to shut up and change the subject, "You said you get headaches when you go to the beach?"
Qin Ye gave a silent hum.
"How is this different from your usual headaches?"
"A headache is just a headache, what's the difference!"
Qin Ye glanced at the doctor with bloodshot eyes. In that instant, the doctor felt a chill run down his spine and began to suspect that Qin Ye was showing signs of schizophrenia.
"During our last treatment, the fish you mentioned, was it red snapper, grass carp, or catfish?" The last question was asked intentionally by the psychologist to ease Qin Ye's tense and angry emotions.
Qin Ye drifted into a dream, his voice growing softer and softer: "It was a... silver fish, very long, very long..."
The psychologist said, "The ribbonfish is silver, and it's quite long." Then, changing the subject, she asked again, "Are you sure you've never fallen into the water?"
Qin Ye said unhappily, "I have amnesia!"
He doesn't remember, so how would he know if he had fallen into the water?
The doctor smiled, seemingly unconcerned, and said:
"You can buy a fish tank to keep. If you're alone for a long time, you're prone to feeling lonely at night. Keeping a few small animals would be a good thing for you."
Qin Ye: "Do you think there might be mermaids in this world?"
The psychologist still had a smile on his face, his elbows resting on his knees. He opened his hands, which had been clasped together, shrugged, and returned to his original posture. He wanted to say: Mermaids only exist in fairy tales.
He changed the subject at the last minute: "The world is vast and full of wonders, don't you think?"
Qin Ye was lost in thought and remained silent for a long time. So long that the doctor peeled another banana and just finished eating it when his patient told him firmly, "Yes!"
The doctor's expression gradually turned serious, and the smile on his lips disappeared.
At this moment, Qin Ye felt as if his Ren and Du meridians had been opened. The erased memories broke through the barriers, and everything became clear. He was excited and terrified. Fish! Mermaid! His little fish! His little fish was still waiting for him on the beach!
Qin Ye's eyes widened. Without even changing his shoes, he grabbed his keys and hurriedly left. Just then, the door slammed shut, like someone had dropped a bomb, startling the psychologist.
I was stunned for two seconds and didn't react.
By the time he realized what was happening, the person had already vanished.
Qin Ye drove, sometimes with other cars behind him, sometimes speeding, rushing to the seaside. His running speed made those who passed him pause for a moment. He was like a gust of wind as he arrived at the release point.
Qin Ye cupped his hands into a megaphone shape and shouted towards the sea, "Baby! I've come to take you home!"
There were people shouting towards the sea, but their voices were above normal decibels, attracting curious onlookers and drawing countless gazes toward Qin Ye.
I remember now.
Qin Ye was also afraid of revealing the little mermaid.
He could only suppress his emotions. The seabed was dangerous; he didn't know if the little fish he loved to eat pie would get hurt, and what about their promise...?
If Nan Yu runs away, Qin Ye may never find him.
Fortunately, it was afternoon. Qin Ye waited until it got dark and people gradually left.
It's too far.
Nan Yu could not hear his shouts.
There was no smell either.
He was so tired; the sea wasn't fun at all.
The thought of Qin Ye made Nan Yu want to cry. She couldn't hold it in. The small pearls that had turned into crystals fell off with a clatter. The fish tail swayed underwater. A piece of her fish leg was bitten and had not yet fully recovered. She had also lost a lot of scales, leaving her bald and unsightly.
He was afraid that Qin Ye wouldn't like him anymore if they met again.
Qin Ye waited until dawn.
My eyes are bloodshot from staying up all night.
The human world is now full of cameras. Nan Yu is afraid of being caught on camera, so she rarely shows her face and stays in the water. Even when she does surface, she is very far away from the shore.
He didn't swim up, and he couldn't meet Qin Ye.
This is the sea, not a swimming pool.
Qin Ye dared not go down if the little mermaid didn't come up. If a rip current appeared, the chance of drowning would be very high. He wanted to see the fish again; he hadn't lived enough.
Qin Ye bought fireworks, but since they couldn't set them off here, he paid someone to set them off on the opposite island. The fireworks had words on them, and he was glad that he had taught Xiaoyu quite a few characters before. He would set them off every day he didn't return.
If they don't come back in ten days, then leave them for ten days.
Even if he doesn't return for a year, Qin Ye will still choose to continue letting go.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The little fish's scales had grown in, and it was swimming aimlessly in the water. It heard humans setting off fireworks and felt a strong urge to join in, but it was afraid that the sea pearl would become ineffective, so it could only endure it. It endured for two months, and tonight they set off fireworks again.
I'm so itchy to get back to work.
The little mermaid told herself: I'll just peek once.
I even chose a spot far away, where there happened to be a rock. I shuffled my bottom onto it, and before I could even get into position, the fireworks started.
One shot after another.
The moment the flowers bloomed, it was as if a sea of flowers was blooming in the air, dazzling and beautiful. Nan Yu was stunned. So beautiful.
Before he could even finish his shock, the next message appeared: Little Fish, go home.
The smoke settled very quickly.
The second shot followed immediately.
The message reads: I'll be waiting for you here.
The courtesy name is Nan Yu.
Words: I'm back.
Word: Come home with me.
No one knew his purpose; they all thought his girlfriend was angry, and the big shot was apologizing in this way. He left it there for more than two months. He's really rich.
The little fish barely had time to settle on the rocks before it darted into the waves, wagging its tail and swimming frantically with incredibly bright eyes—a stark contrast to its deathly, resentful gaze just a second before.
The zookeeper, the zookeeper has come to find me.
He knew it!
The fireworks display lasted so long that some people started treating it as a must-do activity. Although there were few people at the beach late at night, there were still some, and the little mermaid swam around for a while before becoming too scared to get close.
I miss them terribly.
When only a few remained, Nan Yu finally dared to appear. She hadn't found Qin Ye yet; wasn't he supposed to be in the same spot? She craned her neck, then pulled it back, craned her neck, then pulled it back, looking back and forth countless times.
The more I look, the more disappointed I become.
No, he didn't see his Ye Ye.
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