Mysteries in the Book of Heaven: This Life

I remember everything in my memory, even when I was born, but I can't remember the people I grew up with. I can remember everything I did with them, but I still can't remember what they looked like or what their names were. I can't even remember what my parents looked like. In my memory, they are just two blurry figures, as if someone has deleted my memory of them. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.