Li Qinian sat up, sat cross legged, and stared at Jiang Wang seriously:

"Brother Wang, I've been curious about a question, but I didn't have time to ask you. It's about your memory."

She had decided that dark had no choice but to take a fancy to his super memory.

His brain is like a high-speed computer, efficient and accurate.

After this period of time, she found that many times, Jiang Wang only saw his own play once or twice and could perfectly copy her operation.

With the perfect cooperation of the team, sometimes she makes small mistakes, but Jiang Wang won't. his accuracy is comparable to that of a robot.

Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Li Qinian waited patiently for a while. Seeing that he didn't want to speak, the wind suddenly turned:

"If it's really inconvenient, it's not..."

"Have you ever heard of amnesia?"

Jiang Wang leaned against the head of the bed and looked straight ahead without looking at her.

Li Qinian pulled the quilt over his body, moved in the direction of Jiang Wang, kept the same posture as him, and leaned against the head of the bed:

"No, is this a disease?"

Jiang Wang's eyes were calm:

"Well, people with this disease have no ability to forget. They will remember everything, good and bad."

"Maybe it's a little abstract. For example, I can now think of 17.25 p.m. on January 25, seven years ago. I walked out of the school in a blue school uniform. A little girl in a pink plaid skirt bought a blueberry lollipop, waited for the red light for 47 seconds and crossed the road at the second intersection..."

His mind is like a video recorder. As long as the scenes he has experienced are engraved into his mind, he can play them back one by one.

"Isn't that painful?"

Li Qinian brought his amnesia to himself and felt a burst of suffocation.

Life is mixed, the death of relatives, the departure of friends, the grief of lovelorn

Never forget.

You will always remember your lover's words when he is angry. Closing his eyes is his criticism of you.

You will remember holding your hand and looking lovingly at you for the last time when your relatives died.

For ordinary people, this is called memory, but for patients with amnesia, every minute is the present, because their memory will never be blurred, as if they could remember yesterday.

Hearing her words, Jiang Wang's thick long eyelashes gently fanned, and the corners of his mouth outlined a complex arc, like joy and ridicule:

"Over the years, you are the first person to ask this question."

There are no more than ten people with this disease in the world. Most normal people are envious when they hear about amnesia——

"Wow, I want to get sick too!"

"Isn't it that you don't have to review for the exam?"

"It's awesome to never forget!"

Li Qinian looked sideways at Jiang Wang.

The light sprinkled on the bridge of his tall and proud nose. His eyebrows and eyes were deep, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, his red lips were very thin, with a sense of forbidden. Desire. Desire.

The perfect side face, coupled with his unique cool temperament, is amazing at a glance.

Li Qinian pursed his lips: "there is no free lunch in the world. When you get a certain ability, you will also pay a corresponding price."

So what's your price?

Jiang Wang turned to look at her and didn't seem to understand the meaning of her words:

"I've been used to it for a long time."