When I asked Ling Nan whether he had remembered Qu, he hesitated.
I didn't understand what his hesitation meant. After three seconds, he shook his head and gave me the answer.
"I still don't understand. What do you mean by saying this? I don't have a person named Qu in my memory. I really don't know her."
I looked at his cold face and felt frustrated.
I put my hand out in front of him and said, "You're from Shanghai, right? You are in computer major, right? You're called Ling Nan, right? "
He nodded.
I continued, "So you're the Ling Nan we know. But why did you forget us? I'm your college classmate. We've been schoolmates for four years. Don't you remember anything? "
I lowered my head and sighed heavily. Then, I said, "Then what about Zhou Ziang? Do you remember Zhou Ziang? "
Ling Nan still shook his head at me, as expected.
"I don't know these people you speak of, including you and Qu. There's no memory of me."