I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"What...what happened?"

I couldn't help but stop, and I always felt that this look made me feel a little uncomfortable.

"Did you ever have a head injury as a child?"

"No..."

I thought he would say something sensible, but I didn't expect it to be this...

"Really? I thought it was a concussion or something that caused the memory loss... Isn't that what they show on TV?"

"Don't bring up TV dramas..."

Ah...it seems there's no point in telling her.

"TV dramas are very useful. The inspirational and positive plots have been very helpful to me."

But it's of no use to me...

"If you don't have any clues, forget it... I'm not really eager to solve it..."

Let’s just leave it at that… I perfunctorily answered Senior Bai with words that didn’t come from my heart.

"Really? You want to escape again? That won't do..."

"I didn't say I was going to run away..."

"You just said 'it's not urgent'. Aren't you just saying you want to let time sort out your troubles?"

"..."

I was speechless for a moment, as if she really hit the nail on the head.

"To be frank, you haven't told me everything, have you? You must be hiding something."

"what..."

I felt my heart beating very fast for a moment, not the kind of beating that comes from contact with Ye Hui... but a kind of beating that comes from being frightened. I could clearly feel the feeling of having my secret revealed.

But...why could she feel...

"No...that's right..."

After some thought, I admitted that I had concealed something in my narrative.

"But...I think those..."

I still can’t tell you...not just you...but no one else can tell either.

"I understand." She interrupted me. "I'm not dissatisfied or angry at all... In fact, you've made me feel a lot more at ease."

"..."

To say something like this...

"That's strange..."

This thought, this impression, is more like a label for Bai Qiong in front of me. She may be such a person.

Although his words were strange and his behavior was somewhat confusing, he always felt reassuring.

Since she said she's relieved, I probably have nothing to worry about.

"Is... is that so..." I felt a little relieved.

"That's right... You were deliberately avoiding certain things when you spoke to me, and now you've made them clear. This shows that you're also trying to get to the bottom of things, and you probably already have the answer."

"Hey?"

Do I already have the answer?

"But I don't have any clear answers in my mind, and why would I bother if I had answers..."

"Ahhh..." She reached out and patted my shoulder.

"You... when you're hesitating on a multiple-choice question, and suddenly you see the answer someone else gave you, what would you choose? Wouldn't that sway you?"

...Although it is not 100% true...it is indeed convincing.

"That's true...but what should I do?"

"What else can I do... Do it your way." She held her forehead, looking a bit troubled. "After all, this is your own business... Well, maybe watching a TV show will help?"

“I still can’t agree with this…”

"Ah... Really? I think some of them are quite suitable for you." She finally took a brisk step, "Or just like what I taught you just now..."

"Does it mean to just ignore the trouble and throw it away?"

"Yeah, that's a very good summary." She nodded.

"But this can't be treated simply and roughly..." I sighed, "It's a bit of a special situation..."

"Oh...Is that so...Well, that can't be helped." He then laughed to himself. "Really? I wanted to share your worries, but judging by the results, it seems I haven't been of much help."

"Then it's fine if we don't look at the results. Besides, after the conversation just now, I feel much better."

"Really... That's good."

"Um..."

"Speaking of..."

She seemed to remember something.

"what happened?"

"I helped you, shouldn't you thank me?"

...Forehead...

"Um, yes, I should be grateful. Thank you."

I pretended not to understand.

"...Huh... I didn't expect you, junior, to be so lacking in common sense."

"...common sense... want me to buy you dinner or something?"

"Oh, isn't this very sensible?"

"But..." You didn't seem to be able to help me much...? I guess you did, but you let me figure it out on my own.

"but what?"

She asked, tilting her head.

"But you haven't told me what you like to eat yet."

.............

As Senior Bai Qiong said...the way to solve the problem...

Just face it and swing at it...right?

"It's not that easy..."

I sighed and looked at the road ahead...it would be uphill in a little while...

Back to the question...that thing is not visible like a baseball, and besides...I don't have any tools to hit it.

What to figure out, how to figure it out, and even whether it is necessary to figure it out are all questions.

"what..."

It's really annoying... Why do I have to face this kind of choice... I might as well just get a deer helmet so that I can use both effects.

But that's impossible...

There are some things that you have to face no matter how unwilling you are.

.....................

"Do you remember that..."

"Are you talking about her? Didn't you often mention her to me? Haven't you been in touch since then?"

I thought I had a clue.

"Hey? What does it look like?... It's been so long... I can't quite remember..."

"Now that you mention it, I really can't remember..."

But it added more doubts.

"Address? You didn't mention it..."

"I've never been in the same class with her, so I'm not very clear."

"How about asking the teacher?"

Asking is indeed an effective method...but...how credible are the words you say...

. . . . . . . . . .

"Huh..." Just sigh as usual.

Let's get out of the confusion for a while...

The distance we have walked is already... almost uphill, so we need to try harder.

Changing Memory

"have you heard of it?"

"What?"

"People are easily deceived. It doesn't take any elaborate preparation...sometimes all it takes is a single sentence."

"..."

"You seem a little unconvinced..."

"Even if you say so..."

"Ah... there's nothing I can do..."

"Ah...what are you going to do?"

"To verify the theory I just stated."

"Hey?"

"Just watch carefully..."

Just to prove it.

At that time, I...proved a theory to a classmate.

And now I am convinced of it.

Chapter 12: Changing Memory

Come to think of it...people really do like going uphill.

While running hard, I didn't stop thinking...or it would be more appropriate to say that I was distracted.

Well... Actually, if you change your perspective, an uphill road will become a downhill road... I don't know whether you like the road itself or the definition of the road... If you just like the name, then it would be too meaningless.

Overall, it seems to be aimed at the meaning that was arbitrarily assigned to it. After all, "downhill" means failure...

Ah... Does this mean I'm about to step into the realm of failure?

. . . . . . . . . . .

When I still had some strength left, I successfully reached the junction of the uphill and downhill roads. Here I could see students of the same grade running hard in front of me, as well as a few pedestrians.

“Um…ah…”

There were two girls in the distance who were running side by side when someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere... They must have been taught a lesson by members of the student union.

Ah...because although that person's clothes were similar to ours, the badge on her sleeve revealed her identity.