A night to re(member/press)

Zhen Hou and the debonair bug woman proceeded to watch the former's child self spend a lovely day out with his older brother and parents...up until the latter finally got bored.

[Hmmm. As lovely as this moment, I do believe we should move on.]

"To...another memory?"

[Close. We're just going to be fast forwarding this day until we hit...dinner time?]

"Dinner time?," Zhen Hou asked.

"Why would you-oh...wait a minute?"

[Did you just realize why I specified that time?]

"Maybe...I'm starting to remember some things...things that I think I tried to repress..."

[Good.]

"Good? How is that good?"

[You're about to find out.]

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