It wasn't a secret that Gu Nianzhi had lost her memories, because too many people knew about it. Moreover, because of that, the Special Forces had spent so many years trying to look for her family to no avail. Shrugging her shoulders, she said casually, "Nothing much, I just don't remember."
"Don't remember?" Gu Yanran's narrow eyes widened, and she repeated to herself, "How could you not remember? Do you really not remember anything? Mom, Dad, me… Our home… How could you not remember?"
"I have no idea." Gu Nianzhi knocked on her head lightly. "I want to remember, but there's no way. The moment I try to think about what happened that year, I get an unbearable, splitting headache."
"What? Headache? That's serious." Gu Yanran became worried. "How long has it been hurting for? Do you want to get it checked? I know the best brain surgeon and neurology doctors in America. I can contact them and bring you over for a check up?"
