Erased Memories (2)

When the sea breeze blew and slapped her face, she gradually opened her eyes.

There was fog in front of her. She was in a box room with locked doors and only a high window sill.

She tried to tiptoe, stretched out her little hand, and could only reach half the window sill height. Looking up, she could only see the blue sky.

She could hear the waves crashing against the shore.

Suddenly, a little boy appeared from the window sill and jumped down with a bang.

The window sill was so high that his little figure fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

"Little fish, have you remembered your name?"

The little girl just shook her head.

"No problem, then I will continue to call you little fish! Little fish like you will grow up and become a mermaid and a sea princess! Come on, big brother, I brought you good food today. Guess what it is?" The little boy took the lunch box from his backpack. When he jumped down earlier, the lunch box was half-cracked, and some of the food inside was spilled.

He scratched his head, smiled, gathered what didn't spill.

"Hey, I dropped it a bit, but that's okay. Here, your favourite egg rice..."

The sunlight came in from the window and covered the boy's face like fog. She couldn't see the little boy's face clearly, but she could feel his warmth.

"Little fish, tomorrow is your fifth birthday. This year, I will give you your favourite mermaid. Look at this painting of mine, isn't it great!"

The boy took a picture of a mermaid out of his backpack and pasted it on the wall.

There are many paintings of mermaids both large and small, on the walls.

"When I say your name out loud, run as fast as possible. Run along the beach until you're out of breath. I promise you can go home, after that you can see your parents again, okay?"

After prying open the room door, the boy pulled her out of the room, and a group of people rushed over. "Stop that little girl, don't let her escape!"

The boy immediately protected her, he suddenly took out a fruit knife and scratched the knife on his arm. Blood spurted out in an instant.

Then he put the knife to his throat and shouted. "Whoever dares to stop the little fish, I will die in this place right now!"

"Brother Silvi!" She was frightened and tugged at his shirt painfully.

He screams anxiously at her. "Run, little fish, run…"

She inadvertently turned her head back and looked at herself in the mirror. The current her was just a five or six-year-old girl.

"Little fish, run! Three... Three..."

The distant voice suddenly got closer and closer, its voice getting louder and louder.

Natalie was startled and suddenly opened her eyes.

The scene in the dream had disappeared. In front of her now was Harry's worried face. "Miss Natalie, I've been counting to three for a long time. You can barely get up."

Natalie's heart skipped a beat. Her hands were on her chest, and she was breathing fast.

"Miss Natalie, drink some water and try to calm down!" David quickly handed her a cup of water.

Natalie was full of sweat on her forehead. She waved her hand weakly. "It's okay, I'm fine!"

Mermaid!!

"David, will you bring paper and pen, please?" She was still breathing fast.

"Okay, okay!"

Even though David didn't know what Natalie meant, he quickly brought paper and a pen.

Natalie held her pen and drew quickly according to the memory in her mind. In an instant, the image of a living mermaid was on the paper.

Her hands started shaking and her face turned pale.

She knew very well that she had never painted a mermaid, but such a skilled painting skillfully showed that she had painted the mermaid many times in the past.

Yes, it is her.

The little girl imprisoned in her memories was her.

David stared at the mermaid for a long time and pretended not to see anything.

"Miss Natalie, did you just see the second young master?"

Natalie nodded before David's expectant eyes and then shook her head.

"Miss Natalie, has this hypnotherapy affected you? Do you remember anything?" Harry asked very anxiously.

"I remember… Some scenes from when I was little… Doctor, can I continue? I want to know more!" Natalie hugged her head and sat on the sofa, shaking.

"No, Miss Natalie, too much hypnotherapy will make people have memory problems. It's a shame but my advice is to try it again in three months!" Harry shook his head seriously. As a doctor, he must first ensure the patient's safety.

"Is there another way to awaken people's memories?" Natalie still didn't want to give up.

"Yes..."

Harry hesitated for a moment. Natalie said anxiously. "Please tell me! I want to know what happened in the past, this is very important to me!"

"Actually, that's what I've tried before. If you visit the old place, maybe you can stir up some memories!"

"Oh, okay, thanks! Doctor David, I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest now!"

Natalie then got up and left with a bit of a shock.

David's eyes returned to the mermaid painting. He looked up and saw the golden mermaid statue on Anthony's desk.

The similarity is 90%.

"Harry, did you notice that Miss Natalie looks like this mermaid?"

Harry smiled. "David, it's just a psychological effect! Beautiful things are similar. Just different bads."

…

Late at night, Anthony still wasn't back.

After the shower, Natalie put on her loose pyjamas and came out quietly.

Oscar no longer guarded the cottage in the courtyard but slept in front of her bedroom door.

As soon as she came out, the dog immediately waved its tail and followed her silently.

Natalie's heart still couldn't calm down.

What she lost was not only the memories of the shipwreck, but also all her previous memories became hazy. Sometimes she couldn't even tell what a dream was and what was a memory.

Standing in front of the hut, Oscar handed her the key, and Natalie opened the door excitedly.

The lights were on, everything in the room was like a dream.

"Little fish, run..."

Silvi's voice echoed in her mind again. The younger brother who sacrificed his life to save her made her very depressed.

All the mermaids in the room were given to Silvi by Anthony.

In fact, Silvi likes mermaids because of her.

If that dream was true, why was she imprisoned? Who imprisoned her? And what happened between her and Silvi?

She was worried that all of this would only be revealed as time went on.

She sat still, holding the mermaid statue, and muttered. If you really have a spirit in Heaven, Silvi, can you give me some pointers?

After today's hypnotherapy, she was very curious about Silvi.

In the midst of the darkness, a hand suddenly reached out and covered her eyes.