Why Does Muichiro Forget Novels & Stories

I listened to Mary’s voice, and the dream slowly began to steady. The chaos faded away. All I had ever wanted was her love. But she never seemed to love me. Mr. Wilson glanced at the monitor and said quickly, “Mr. Zeller, Miss Lily’s memories are still continuing. Would you like to keep watching?” My parents and Steve exchanged a look, then hurried to sit down again and put their helmets back on. This time, I dreamed of Mary. She had a high fever.

However, as much as the presence of Bleu was more than enough for me to feel peace, I think it was also more than enough for my brain to finally fill in the missing pieces of my missing memories. All of what had happened after Bleu had gone out hunting came flashing through my mind. I could not stop the even if I tried. I remembered it all and I wondered why I could not before Bleu came. Perhaps my entire self was too occupied with trying to feel solace and peace from Bleu to remember what I had gone through. I let out a deep sigh and before uncooked even have the can even to stop them, I feel my eyes begin to water and my cheeks became wet.

I let her go and spent the coming years watching and enjoying what her time with me did to her. There was no light in her eyes, no flames in the words she spoke and no one seemed to give a shit…i found it funny and fulfilling, she stayed silent about it like it was a bad dream and i enjoyed watching her crumbled state trying to navigate through her pathetic existence. But she forgot me. She forgot everything, the light was back in her eyes and that bastard she married…i noticed how he looked at her, how the look in his eyes changed when she lost her memories.

Foolish jerk. I tried to dig in to the doorknob behind me and turn it so that I can run inside my room, but because I couldn't see it properly, nothing happened. But because I'm Sea Ivory McCain, I'm not giving up. I can't let this annoying jerk to break the walls I've setted up for people. I will never let him near me like this for a minute or even a second! I will make sure that he'll not be laying a single finger on me 'cause even though I'm so tired of my life I still don't want to die yet!

"He remembers. It's like a miracle." I nodded in agreement, though my heart remained heavy with doubt. "But Ana, it's strange, isn't it? How could he forget me one moment and then remember everything the next? It's almost as if he's pretending." Ana furrowed her brow, deep in thought. "You might be onto something," she conceded. "But why would he pretend? What would he gain from it?"

Mu Zi tried her best to recall, but the memory images in her mind were blurred, and she couldn't recall them. During the time when she first got married, she did live a muddled life, washing her face in tears whenever she thought of her grandmother, and completely failed to notice Mu Zenin's abnormality ...... No wonder ...... No wonder Mu Zenin never mentioned that kind of request to her, she had thought that Mu Zenin was concerned about the sudden loss of her loved ones, and had the intention to give her grandmother to keep her filial piety, it turned out that he did not want to, but could not!

Mia sits down on the bench, Serge sits next to her. - So you saw her. - Yes. With sweaty palms she crosses the fingers of her two hands together. - Prepare yourself mentally, it is really difficult to fully recover from this kind of situation. Serge sighs, then continues: - She experiences great moral pain, the crisis of her illness is very serious, she chooses to forget something, something extremely painful, her memories are confused. Mia bites her lip. - She forgot the fact that my brother is already dead, she asked me why I didn't bring him to visit her.

“I missed him so much.” The air suddenly became awkward mostly because Michiko’s literally the most clueless person in the room just like the main character in her favorite film. Jane tried to change the subject and she was quite successful with it. Fortunately for us, Michiko got a call from one of her friends and she decided to leave the three of us for good. When I decided to visit Xavier at his apartment, I was more than surprised and confused at the very same time to see him packing all of his things like he’s going somewhere.

Michio definitely wasn’t expecting this when he had first woken up that morning. His elder brother was gone from the house even before he had woken up at eight in the morning, like what Michiru Ishigawa had done every single time that he had an investigation on hand. Following that, his sister had entered the kitchen where he was having his breakfast of some toast and a cup of coffee, only to have Miki telling him what she needs his help with, which had the immediate effect of causing him to snort nearly half of his coffee up his nose.