Congenital episodic memory encoding disorder.
He can remember knowledge, remember formulas, remember names and faces.
But he couldn't save "what happened" - those moments with images, warmth and sound, flowed from his hands like sand.
He remembered Xie Feng as Xie Feng, remembered that she was his deskmate, and remembered that her eyes would crinkle when she smiled.
But he didn't know what she said the first time she sat next to him.
No idea what she had shielded him from while he slept.
I don't know if he looked for her during the time she left.
It's not that I don't want to remember it, it's that I can't keep it.
And she confirms it with the only thing he can recognize: She's been around him enough times for his body to recognize her presence before it recognizes hers. He didn't remember exactly what happened, but remembered the fact that "she showed up a lot." For him, that is all the relationship he can have - remembering a person's existence is the limit of what his memory system can do.
Deleted repeatedly but never logged out.
But I recognize you. The sentence "Xie Feng, my deskmate" I wrote is one of the few things I have confirmed.
Reader comments
It can be seen that the writing style is very white and there are traces of AI, but I can feel the ambition to create a youth novel that can be published in schools, thus spreading to every high school class.
It can be seen that the writing style is very white and there are traces of AI, but I can feel the ambition to create a youth novel that can be published in schools, thus spreading to every high school class.