Doctor Yan Han came to visit Mingyue in her office in the afternoon.
"I talked to my professor the other day, and he agreed to see you," Doctor Yan Han said. She stood at the door and peeked her head into Mingyue's office. From the way Yan Han acted, it doesn't look like she was going to stay and chat with MIngyue for a long time. "Will you be free to meet him next Monday in the afternoon?"
Mingyue looked up from the papers on her desk. "I didn't think that you're going to talk to your professor this quick," she went through the mess on the table and found her planner. She checked on her schedule and nodded. "Sure. I don't have anything scheduled."
"My professor was interested in your case when I told him that you have no memories of everything before you turned sixteen," Yan Han said. She leaned forward and whispered secretly, "He had an interesting theory. My professor seemed to think that those dreams might be a part of your memories."
