On the car ride back, it was awfully quiet in the vehicle. Ling Tianya was staring out of the window, and her thoughts were all over the place. The psychiatrist’s words were stuck in her head, and she couldn’t seem to think about anything else.
She had been hypnotized by someone, and someone had purposely locked away her memories. It wasn’t a good thing to know, and she didn’t know what the memory held. She had no idea if it would threaten everything she had or the people around her. It was like a bomb waiting to go off. The scariest part was not knowing how lethal the impact would be.
Who on earth had done this to her? Who had locked away part of her memory? Ruan Zeyan had already hired a top-notch psychiatrist and even he couldn’t find a solution to her problem. Who else could help her? Was he right, the only person who could help her was the person who put her through this in the first place?
This would be a dead-end for them, a dead end with no alternative path in sight, a dead-end that hid what lay beyond.
A warm hand reached out for her and Ling Tianya sank herself into the warm embrace of the man next to her.
“Don’t worry. Don’t be scared. I’ll find a way, a cure for you,” Ruan Zeyan’s voice was deep. He sounded like he had a heavy heart. He must have been thinking about the same things as Ling Tianya. Perhaps he was thinking of it even more deeply than she was.
However, Ruan Zeyan was most concerned about Ling Tianya’s migraines. He didn’t care what the memory was: good or bad, or dangerous, he was steadfast. All he wanted was Ling Tianya to be rid of those annoying migraines that were debilitating.
Ling Tianya leaned against Ruan Zeyan. She had so much to say to him but all she did was nod her head.
Back home, Ling Tianya and Ruan Zeyan acted as if nothing had happened as they sat down for dinner with the elders. After dinner, Ling Tianya went to the nursery room to breastfeed Tiny Rice Ball and watched as her son fell fast asleep before she returned to her own room.
Ruan Zeyan was in the study. After taking a shower, Ling Tianya climbed into bed alone.
When she left the country to go to country E, she had been involved in a car accident. She had thought that it was an accident. The police officers there had told her the same thing, and she never questioned the incident.
She had been in a coma for a long time. When she woke up, she was already in the hospital. Thinking about it now, she had a blank space somewhere in her memory that was empty. She had no recollection of the accident, what she was doing before and what she had seen. She couldn’t remember any of it.
The doctor had told her that all of these memory disturbances were a normal part of the post-concussion syndrome. Sometimes people recovered their lost memory, sometimes it lasted forever. It all depended on the individual.
Hence, she never seriously thought about the cause of her migraines.
Ling Tianya shut her eyes and slowly tried to recall what happened then. When the car accident had happened, she had tried hard to retrieve that bit of memory. There were fragments of images but they were like smoke in the air, impossible to grasp and hold on to.
Slowly, her brain started to protest and alarm bells began to ring. It was a memory that she didn’t want to recall. Every time she tried, her brain would be stimulated, and she would get a splitting headache.
When Ruan Zeyan walked into the bedroom, Ling Tianya was having trouble catching her breath and was struggling on the bed.
It was the third time that he had seen Ling Tianya suffering so badly with a migraine act up. He ran towards the bed and held Ling Tianya tightly in his arms.
