They wiped my memory and put me in a mental hospital.
They prayed that I would never wake up.
——Until I set up a stall at the door.
Gu An, a model patient at Qingshan Mental Hospital, does three things in his daily life:
Eat, sleep, and sell some "small handicrafts" at the entrance of the hospital.
For example, that lighter with the label "nuclear bomb" can ignite extraordinary fire;
For example, with that bottle of "Drunk for Three Days" mineral water, take one sip to fall asleep, and take three sips to wake up;
For example, those little clay figures will change their positions in the dead of night.
He thought he was just an ordinary young man with amnesia, until:
The city manager used his lighter to awaken the fire control ability;
The Secret Service classified him as a Class S disguise risk;
A gray car that should have been burned three years ago parked in front of his stall.
Memory fragments began to attack him:
In the broken picture, he was once the "director" of a certain organization, controlling everything that the world should not remember.
The "Night of Zero" that caused all his colleagues to disappear three years ago was his own hand——
Sealed himself.
Now, all forces are quietly arranging around him:
Some people want him to lose his memory forever and remain a patient peacefully;
Some people want him to disappear completely and erase his existence;
Some people are hoping that he will wake up and regain the power to overturn the world.
Gu An, on the other hand, just slowly set up the stall and hung up the newly written sign:
"Undertake handling of various abnormal events, price negotiable."
"Remarks: The memory repair business is temporarily closed because..."
He paused and wrote the last sentence:
"——I seem to be about to remember."
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