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Chatting with other people before, I don't know how to get involved in the problem of memory, they all compare with elementary school students, who remembers things earlier.A buddy actually said that he remembered what happened when he was two years old. I think he is bragging.

I once raised a cat, and I gave it to a friend to keep it for a month for some reason.I haven’t seen you for a long time. I really wanted to kill my master, so I went straight to my friend’s house after getting off the high-speed rail. I even shaved my beard in the taxi because I didn’t want them to see me. This is me as a shovel. Shit officer's self-esteem.

As soon as I saw it, I smiled and opened my arms wide, waiting for it to come over and make out with me.However, with a wave of its cat's claws, it unceremoniously left three bloodstains on my chin.Afterwards, I worked diligently to shovel shit for it for more than a month before re-establishing an unequal friendship with it.

My cat is smart, definitely smarter than a two year old human.And its memory is so bad that it forgets me after a month of absence. That two-year-old child can remember a fart.

Therefore, I decided that that person was talking big, and I was very disdainful, and I didn't bother to participate in their mentally handicapped discussions.So I sat beside me pretending to be cold, sipping my glass of margarita, and looking around casually.

However, the two-year-old prodigy who started to remember things insisted on coming to talk to me. He exhaled at me, squinted his eyes and asked me: "Yuanyuan, how about you?"

I know he doesn't really care about my memory, it's just some kind of useless pity running in his veins.Seeing that you are not talking, I feel that you must be very anxious, and the whole person exudes the eager message of "come and talk to me", and he is so superior, he naturally has the responsibility to help you who are not in the gregarious.

Stupid, I cursed in my heart.

"Me, high school."

As soon as I finished speaking, he took the lead in laughing, put out the cigarette that was not half smoked, and squeezed my shoulder: "Paradise is different, don't you think so?"

He is the most powerful in our circle, no, it should be said that his father is the most powerful among our fathers, so as long as he speaks at a party, he will never be left alone, no matter how much he speaks It's boring, and there's always someone to talk to.

For example, he was joking with me right now, and everyone else was scrambling to keep up with him.

"Paradise, you are probably living in a dream!"

"Have you lost your memory in a car accident before?"

......

In my fantasy, at this time I should stand up with a straight face, turn around and leave stiffly.But the reality is cruel, my ass is glued to the leather sofa, listening to them laugh at me, I laugh too, pretending that I think I am funny too.

But I'm not kidding, I really can only remember what happened in high school, of course it doesn't mean that I have forgotten everything before.It's just that my memory about junior high school is vague, I only have a general impression, and I can't keep any details in my head, and I have completely forgotten what happened before elementary school.

I have never been in a car accident, I haven't hit my head, and I haven't had a serious illness since I was a child.I just have a bad memory.Or as the knight said, I'm just too lazy to use my brain to remember things (as for who the knight is, I'll talk about it later, and now I want to clarify the "memory" thing first).

As for why I have a bad memory, I have my own theory: Human brain capacity is limited, and mine may be a little more limited than others.They may be able to hold decades of memory, and I may fill it with five or six years.

However, as long as people are alive, they are forced to create new memories every day, and what should they do if their heads are too full?The new ones had to be stuffed in, so we had to throw away the old ones little by little to make room.

I think this is very reasonable. Don’t all kinds of chicken soup soft articles advocate living in the present. My poor memory may be the best proof of living in the present.

So when I am very happy, I always have the same idea unconsciously: why don't I just die now?Because when a person dies, time stops, and no new memories will enter the head.Then I will always remember this moment and be happy forever.

In fact, it's just a thought, I don't have the courage to die.

Let's talk about the Cavaliers, he is an accident in my small-capacity head.It's really strange, everything about him, from the first day we met, I remember everything that happened clearly, and I can't forget it even if I want to.

Maybe there's a dedicated space in my brain just for him, isolated somewhere in the corner.It exists silently and secretly, and most of the time it doesn't bring me any extra burden. It just stabs me suddenly when I try to eliminate it, which is really hateful.

Maybe this is the reason why my brain capacity is smaller than others, because a part of it was forcibly occupied by him.

The knight is my brother, not his biological brother.In fact, he is only two months older than me, and he is the same age, but my dad forced me to call him brother from the beginning, and I am too lazy to change my name when I get used to it.

He is the son of my dad's high school classmate, and my dad took him home after his dad died.

The day we met for the first time was a summer day. I was eight years old, in the third grade of primary school, and was on summer vacation.

It was not a weekend, because my parents had gone to work, and I was the only one at home.I always secretly watch Crayon Shin-chan for a day when they are not around.

At that time, Crayon Shin-chan would still be shown on TV, unlike today’s children who can only watch mentally handicapped cartoons like Pleasant Goat.

My dad doesn't allow me to watch Crayon Shin-chan, he said it's not suitable for children, but I really like it, just because I think Xiaoxin's voice is very funny.

It was such an afternoon, I was listening to Xiaoxin's talk, and I was fascinated by it, but anyway, it was against my father's intention, so a string was stretched in my head, and I heard the sound of the key turning in the lock In an instant I turned off the TV.After waiting for the door to be opened, I sneakily turned my head to look in the direction of the door.

At that time, my dad's attention was not on me. He probably didn't know whether I was watching TV secretly or whether I was watching cartoons that were not suitable for children.

He walked in with a kid who was about my age, and called me, "Paradise, come here."

Children are very excited to see their peers. I thought my father brought a little friend to play with me, so I ran over barefoot without slippers.

"This is the knight, the child of my father's classmate."

I stared wide-eyed at him and didn't speak.I'm nervous, I don't know what he thinks.

"He will live in our house in the future, you have to call him brother."

When I heard this, I looked up at my dad. After watching for a few seconds, I burst into tears.

I'm an only child, and I'm really lonely, so I want a friend, but it doesn't mean I want another person to be my dad's son.

At that time, I thought he was a thief and came to steal my things, so I wiped my nose and tears all over my face, gave him a vicious look, and stomped back to my own room.