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Volume 1: Chapter 568 Let the Soft Song Weave a New Story

"Qiong, what have you done?"

Seeing Miss Cocona slowly wake up, but her entire demeanor and expression had undergone a drastic change that was visible to the naked eye, with her eyes glazed over and her movements bewildered, Liu Ying couldn't help but ask her in a low voice out of curiosity.

"I sealed away some of her memories, which is equivalent to actively triggering dissociative amnesia."

Qiong Jiangyu Duchen returned the feather to the system equipment space.

The next second, the Crimson Feather reappeared in Moonmark's hand in Luofu and was put back on her hair.

Dissociative...amnesia?

Fireflies murmured softly.

"This is the most common type of amnesia."

Qiong explained, “Patients lose memories of their personal identity and cannot recall their previous life, especially traumatic events, but their memories of general information and knowledge are intact.”

"This……"

Liu Ying was just about to sort out her thoughts and say something.

Having lost her memory, Kokona stood up and cast her hazy gaze at the two strangers beside her. She gave an awkward but polite smile, her lips moving slightly as if she was about to ask a question.

Qiong was one step ahead of her, anxiously stepping forward and pressing down on her shoulder, her face full of worry:

"Nanako, are you alright? How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

While asking him questions with concern, he muttered something to himself.

"That's strange. You shouldn't be hurt if you're hit by a car in a dream..."

Nanako?

The woman with short black hair paused for a moment, wondering if that was her name.

Looking at Qiong's genuine concern, she hesitated before tentatively speaking:

"Sir...do you recognize me?"

"Nanako, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Qiong immediately put on a heartbroken expression.

"I'm your good friend, Qiong, of course we know each other!"

"Have you forgotten? You also said that once you finished writing your new song 'Imagine a Rose of the Future,' you wanted me and Liuying to be the first listeners."

"You've forgotten all of this...?"

The woman with short black hair stared blankly into space.

Imagine a rose of the future...

What a poetic name! Just hearing it made her happy.

Is this a song I wrote?

Recalling the name, I can indeed remember some melodies and rhythms, as well as some things related to music creation, but I can't remember anything about my identity or who I am.

The firefly was also dazed, its cherry-like mouth slightly open, looking incredibly cute.

What the heck is Nanako?

Should I read the original name backwards?

It's amazing that Qiong could come up with this~

"I'm sorry, Sora,"

Nanako held her forehead with both hands, looking confused at her 'good friend'.

"My memory... seems to be having problems. Can you tell me... what exactly happened?"

"Is there a problem with your memory?"

Qiong perfectly portrayed the shock, confusion, and worry upon hearing that her friend had lost her memory.

"Could it be... that you've lost your memory!?"

Then, pointing to a non-existent crime scene not far away, he began to describe it vividly:

"There were some people illegally racing just now. The hunting dogs were chasing them through here. The couple, a perfect match, were so desperate to escape that they didn't care about anything else. The female driver was terrible at driving, and in her panic, she just sent you flying!"

Firefly: "?"

Although her driving skills aren't great, they're not so bad as to be dangerous, are they?

Did he also commit a hit-and-run?

But Miss Firefly, who was scapegoated for nothing, quickly shifted her attention to the adjectives "talented man and beautiful woman" and "golden boy and jade girl".

Hehe ~

I and Qiong are a perfect couple...hehe~

"I was hit... but I'm not injured."

Nana murmured, raising her hands to examine herself from head to toe. Only after the relevant memories slowly surfaced in her mind did she realize:

"Right, this is Pinocchio's dream world. Dreams are safe from harm... but why have I lost my memory?"

However, she completely lacked the anxiety and unease often portrayed in cultural works about amnesiacs.

On the contrary, an unprecedented sense of ease swept over my whole body, as if a huge burden had been lifted off my shoulders, just like the comfort of wearing newly bought underwear on the first day of the new year.

Like being reborn!

"Should we have the family nurse check on the situation?"

Qiong showed the care that a friend should have at the right time.

"no need."

Nana almost immediately shook her head in refusal, so quickly that even she was somewhat surprised.

"Perhaps... she was just startled, and she'll remember after a while."

Deep down, she instinctively resisted reviving those forgotten past events.

"And this is...?"

Nana looked at Liuying.

"Ah, little Cocona..."

"cough."

Qiong coughed.

"Nanako".

Liu Ying instantly changed her tune, her cheeks flushing slightly, her voice a little tight: "I am... Liu Ying, I am... I am..."

The deception relied entirely on Eriol's script and Silver Wolf's pre-designed strategy. Liu Ying herself obviously couldn't spout lies as easily as Qiong; she stammered and spoke incoherently.

"You've forgotten about fireflies too?"

As if standing up for his good brother, Qiong put his arm around Nanako's shoulder, his movements as natural as those of longtime best friends, smoothly picking up the conversation.

"She's your good friend too!"

The close physical contact made Nanako a little uncomfortable, but Qiong's actions were too familiar and natural. If it were her good friend, then avoiding it would definitely make him sad, right?

She stood frozen in place, but her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Liuying, catching the undisguised tenderness and longing in the girl's eyes as she looked at Qiong.

Oh, I understand.

Nanako suddenly realized.

So that's how the relationship is?

"Hey, Nanako, what's with that expression?"

As if her little secret had been exposed by a good friend, Qiong immediately feigned slight anger and teased with a hint of threat:

"Do you believe I'll post your old embarrassing work, 'Because You're Too Beautiful,' online?"

"Because You're Too Beautiful?"

Nana blinked in confusion, completely unable to recall this song. Had she forgotten it?

"You're so beautiful, chicken~ Oh~ baby~ baby, you're so beautiful, chicken~?"

Qiong immediately started singing and dancing on the spot, and even added a very standard iron mountain lean.

"No! Please don't send it!"

Nana was terrified and rushed over to grab Qiong's arm.

Posting such a dark history of her work at night would be a huge stain on her singing career. Just imagining that scene makes her feel dizzy.

"Very good, your attitude in recognizing your mistake is quite correct."

Qiong stopped what she was doing with satisfaction, and announced in a commanding tone, speaking with a colonel's accent:

"As punishment, you're treating everyone to a big meal tonight. You get the message, right?"

"Okay, okay! No problem!"

Nana immediately smiled and agreed.

Such skillful and unabashed extortion—only the closest of friends could pull something like this!

This feeling... is surprisingly good.

"Ah, this..."

Looking at Nanako, who was being ripped off but still looked happy, and Qiong, who had easily fooled Nanako into becoming his best friend, Liuying was completely shocked.

What is this operation?

That was amazing!

How come you're so skilled?

After a few lighthearted banter between Qiong and Nanako,

Nanako asked with a hint of childlike bewilderment:

What are we doing here?

She forgot her identity and the cause and effect of her past.

"I'm helping you find inspiration."

Qiong answered with utmost naturalness, as if it were a matter of course.

"Aren't you going to write a new song called 'Imagine a Rose of the Future'? Just from the title, we know it's going to be a great song. We're all waiting to be among the first listeners."

Qiong looked at Nanako with encouraging eyes:

"How about it? Have you got any inspiration yet?"

"inspiration……"

Nana stood on the edge of the rooftop, a silent breeze brushing against her hair.

She looked up at the dazzling starry sky in Pinocchio's dream, where countless stars were shining.

She turned her head, her gaze falling on Qiong, feeling an unprecedented sense of ease in her body, savoring the pure joy of playing with her friend just now, and the fleeting glimpse of a rose made of crimson feathers in her memory...

In an instant, inspiration burst forth like a long-dormant spring being pierced, its clear waters gushing forth.

"Have it!"

Nana's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly pulled out her phone and quickly opened the music app.

"You little brat! Where's my little brat!?"

She searched anxiously, like a child who had lost their most precious toy.

"I know where it is, I'll go get it for you."