Forget-Me-Not Pathology

When love is deeply embedded in the marrow, separation becomes an organic disease. "They said I was sick because I could still see him. But if 'remembering' is a disease, what does 'forgetting' mean? Is it a recovery, or a more complete death? " Seventeen-year-old Zhou Jin was diagnosed with a rare psychological disorder He can still see, hear, and even touch Ling Qinghong, who died a year ago. Not a ghost, not an illusion, but a lifelike existence that carries all the memories and details of sixteen years. In medical records, this is called "complicated grief with dissociative hallucinations." In Zhou Jin's world, this is called Ling Qinghong still alive - living in the parallel reality his brain created on its own to resist complete collapse. Wugang City, an old coastal city soaked in memories. There is fog here all year round, the old streets are covered with fallen sycamore leaves, and the humid air seems to condense time. In this natural hotbed of memory, Zhou Jin's disease found the most reasonable environment for growth. He buys a bouquet of forget-me-nots every week and makes them into dried flowers This was a small but stubborn immortality ceremony he held for Ling Qinghong. When deep connections carve physical pathways at the neural level, how can the brain rebuild order after it is lost? Is there some integrity to extreme pain that cannot be desecrated? If "healing" means betraying a loved one, does a sober person have the right to choose to "live with illness"? "I finally understand that death is not the end of love. Forgetting is. And I will remember until my own river reaches the sea. Until then, I will live well Take your share with you. "