Chapter 67

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Chapter 67: Blank Memories

“Mmm…”

After a nasal sound, the girl, naturally waking up, instinctively reached for her phone to check the time. At least this action showed a response like a normal person.

However, what she pulled out was an old black phone she hadn’t touched in a while. As expected, it was filled with a large number of messages from Wei Shi, timestamped from the night of the attack.

Most of the messages were scolding her for running around in the middle of the night with no mission or reason.

“Sasha,” Mi Xiaoliu wanted to ask Sasha how to reply, but Sasha hadn’t woken up yet.

Sitting up, Mi Xiaoliu tried to type a reply herself, but quickly realized it was more difficult than she had imagined.

She took out another phone, thinking to mimic them by sending some stickers, only to find that the stickers from this phone couldn’t be transferred to the other one.

However, there was one thing both phones had in common—the stickers they had sent last time, which looked very cheerful.

Mi Xiaoliu compared the class group chat record and sent a series of emojis that she didn’t really understand the purpose of, but they looked cheerful:

Princess: “🤣👉🐒”

Wei Shi called immediately.

Mi Xiaoliu answered the call.

“I [beep] [beep], are you [beep], stay at home and don’t move, I’m buying a feather duster to beat you! [beep]…”

A series of incomprehensible but terrifying “beeps”.

Mi Xiaoliu immediately hung up, but Wei Shi called several more times, all of which she ignored.

She felt a bit scared.

“Master, next time when I haven’t woken up yet, don’t reply to others’ messages so casually,” Sasha finally woke up, looking exasperated.

The inconvenience of lacking common sense.

Unable to stop herself, Mi Xiaoliu clicked on the lottery again. But perhaps because her common sense was already so lacking, the common-sense memories became harder and harder to draw out. 

After two ten-pulls, aside from repeated memories, she only got a memory from her childhood.

It was when she and a few girls her age were playing with sand, and a little boy had cursed at them because they were occupying his play area, using extremely foul language…

Mi Xiaoliu and the other girls, angry, threw dirt and eggs at him. The little boy went home to complain to his mother, claiming he had never cursed at anyone, even though the girls all unanimously refuted him. 

Still, the boy’s mother chose to believe her child and scolded the girls coldly.

The memory ended.

It wasn’t a very good memory, but it felt oddly comforting to have a normal childhood memory, like something a regular person might have.

“For many mothers, even when they know their child is wrong, they’ll still stand by their child’s side, even if that method of parenting is wrong,” Sasha summarized.

Then, another fragment of memory appeared.

This one was entirely different in style. In a laboratory, Mi Xiaoliu sat on the floor, using her clumsy left hand to successfully complete a 3×4 children’s puzzle.

The white-haired woman clapped happily, offering her the greatest encouragement.

And then it ended.

Mi Xiaoliu wondered who she was.

She continued pulling the memories.

Blank Memory:【 】

Blank Memory:【 】

Repeated Memory…

There had never been blank memories before.

Confused.

“Blank memories… Master, these are memories that your brain automatically blocks out—memories that you yourself do not want to recall,” Sasha explained, somewhat surprised.

But even the painful memories from the lab hadn’t been blocked as blank memories.

“Hmm.”

Today, school was closed for a break, so Mi Xiaoliu didn’t have to go.

She had the key to Heli’s room, which Heli had given her when she started teaching her to read, though she normally didn’t need to use it.

Because, after all, one might accidentally encounter someone they didn’t want to see.

She pushed the door open a crack and peeked through. 

She spotted Gloria inside.

She quickly closed the door and turned to leave.

But Heli noticed her and grabbed her collar, pulling her back. “I’ve been paid, so I can’t just chase her off. When I’ve spent all the money her mom gave me, I’ll have her mom come get her.”

“Really saying that in front of me?” Gloria rolled her eyes, propping her face up with her hand and making a silly expression while waiting for Mi Xiaoliu to sit down.

Unfortunately, even after her chewing gum had dried and stuck to the chair, Mi Xiaoliu remained standing at a corner, unmoving, staring at her.

She didn’t fall for it. Gloria felt disappointed.

Bored, Gloria chewed on a lollipop and laid her face down on the table. “Hey, old lady, do you know any scientifically effective weight-loss meals? I think I’ve gotten fatter again.”

Girls were such peculiar creatures, wishing their bodies would gain weight in certain places, but at the same time, not wanting to see the scale go up. 

Maybe it was karma for bullying Mi Xiaoliu with food recently, because when she stepped on the scale, she could hardly believe her eyes.

She hadn’t looked any different, so why had she suddenly gained two kilograms?

It felt like the apocalypse was coming.

She envied this little ghost in front of her. Why did such a slim figure end up on a man?

She glared at Mi Xiaoliu with dead fish eyes. Even in the hot weather, her thin clothes couldn’t hide her figure.

Gloria once had an evil thought: to save a bit of her monthly allowance and buy two sets of women’s clothes, forcing this little ghost to wear them.

Honestly, she’d thought about it before, but before she could strip Mi Xiaoliu’s clothes off, the old lady had stopped her in time. She’d even gotten angry. Such outdated thinking—nowadays, boys in dresses weren’t such a rare thing, right?

“Check Qiandu,” Heli responded with a flat tone.

“Qiandu says I have a terminal illness,” Gloria replied discontentedly. “Careful, I’ll have my mom put a curse on you!”

Heli quickly corrected herself. “Cucumber, stir-fried vegetables. Have fruit for breakfast…”

She listed a bunch of things, and Gloria quickly ran into Heli’s room to grab Mi Xiaoliu’s homework book and started writing everything down. “Say it slower. Do these things go before or after meals?”

Heli: “…”

Today, when Heli tutored Mi Xiaoliu on her homework, she deliberately had her write a character that she practiced yesterday, trying to see if it was connected strokes or a typo.

To her frustration, the girl hadn’t written it according to the strokes.

A respected medical doctor, losing to an unknown mercenary in teaching how to write a character—it was quite a blow.

Then, nearly the whole day was spent tutoring Mi Xiaoliu. The experiment assigned by the director was put aside, almost like Heli was keeping an eye on Mi Xiaoliu to prevent her from running off.

Gloria rewatched some TV Shows during class, then went out to hang out with her friends, leaving no one to disturb Mi Xiaoliu’s studying.

Once the studying was done, Heli immediately dragged her to the back seat of an electric bike.

They were heading to a psychologist.

The two adults were talking while Mi Xiaoliu lay quietly at the desk, staring at the constantly swinging Newton’s cradle, her head gently tilting with the movement of the balls.

“Hasn’t there been any change recently?” Dr. Raven furrowed her brows.

The test results were the same as last time. The key issue was that the girl was still dressed as a boy. How could there be any improvement like that?

Raven felt that it was because Heli, as a mother, didn’t want to force her child to do something she didn’t like. She’d seen many parents like that.

“Can’t you use hypnosis to take a look?” Psychology wasn’t within Heli’s expertise.

“Hypnosis isn’t as magical as it seems on TV, unless it’s someone with abilities. If you want me to do it, it’s not impossible, but…” She’d need to review the course material first.

When she learned this section, she’d been gossiping with her best friend about which boy in the next class was handsome.

“Have you tried changing her into a skirt?” Dr. Raven asked.

“She resists,” Heli replied.

Even if she didn’t resist, she wouldn’t dare let her wear it casually. After all, if someone with ill intentions recognized her…

Heli had only wanted to help Mi Xiaoliu with her psychological issues, making sure she recognized her gender to prevent her from being taken advantage of, but she’d still hoped she could wear boy’s clothes as much as possible. It turned out this idea was just too naïve.

In her thoughts, Dr. Raven walked over and stopped Newton’s cradle on the desk. “Does Xiaoliu like this?”

Mi Xiaoliu didn’t speak but reached out to make the cradle swing again.

“Xiaoliu, if you’re willing to wear a little skirt, I’ll give this to you. How about it?” Dr. Raven asked.

“Okay.”

Heli: “?”

Instinctively agreeing, Mi Xiaoliu quickly corrected herself after Sasha’s reminder. “No.”

Dr. Raven turned to Heli. “Actually, she doesn’t resist wearing a skirt as much as it seems. Maybe you need to use something she likes to coax her. She probably doesn’t want to wear it around people, so maybe start with a small area, and then switch back when you get home.”

Heli: 6 (Liu)