My Parents Pretended to Be Depressed, and My Brother Pretended to Have Amnesia, but Regretted It and Went Crazy.

I unexpectedly heard my parents say: "It would be better to just let me die outside if I pretend to be depressed." My brother said, "It's quite tiring to pretend to have amnesia. Just drive away so everyone doesn't have to pretend." There was no need for them to mobilize forces like this, so I left on my own and went to the military academy for a closed period of study in the 1920s. For twenty years, I was unable to have any contact with the outside world, let alone go home. When my parents found out, they regretted it like crazy. My brother knelt down and slapped himself hard, begging me for forgiveness.