“Girl you lie down to rest, recently must not overuse the brain, otherwise it will cause severe brain pain and apanied by brain hemorrhage, the most serious consequences will be brain infarction death.”


    The doctor gave a lot of advice and instructions.


    Vivian weakly responded, “Okay. Okay.”


    “Okay, you rest well. Your mother and I, we will go out first, so we will not disturb you. I’ll tell you the rest tomorrow.”


    Houghton patted Vivian’s shoulder and resumed his old kind and benevolent face.


    Vivian’s head was really hurting as shey on the bed, and she jawed slightly, as if she didn’t even have the strength to speak.


    The three of them turned to leave the room and closed the door.


    Inside the room, it was once again plunged into darkness.


    Outside the door, the imposter doctor walks down the hallway side by side with Houghton, who asks, “Did this work?”


    “Don’t worry, there will never be any problems.”


    Houghton was confident, “Aren’t you forgetting that I’ve taken her back to the Hidden Tribe every three years over the years? After that all sealed her memory in the same way. Otherwise, how could she forget all about Cryptic when she has known it since she was a child?”


    “Yeah, I believe Donald Sabastian.”


    Cindere Sabastian was convinced by Houghton’s words.


    She and Vivian were not meeting for the first time, in fact, they had all met before, but Houghton had done the same trick every time he took her away from the Cryptids to make her forget some of her memories.


    This is what caused Vivian to forget everything about the Hidden Tribe, even the Hidden Language.


    “That’s good. Looks like we can enjoy our n to the fullest.” The doctor said.


    “It is imperative to send Morris and the others away first, otherwise it will only ruin our ns …”


    The three men walked whilemunicating in cryptguage.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    It wasn’t until the voices of the three disappeared at the end that the door to that room gently closed that one gap.


    Vivian stood behind the door with a splitting headache, the moment of severe pain, there are countless memories flooding her head, as if breaking the flood, so that she could not fight that severe pain.


    Aidan Sabastian: “Sister Vivian, you must not forget me in the future.”


    “Sister Vivian, are you going back to L City again? When will youe back next?”


    “Hurry back, I’ll miss you.”


    Vivian: “Aidan, I’ll miss you too.”


    “Aidan, would you marry a girl younger than you?”


    Aidan Sabastian: “Of course I would. My grandfather was younger than my grandmother. But they lived a happy life.”


    Vivian: “Then will you marry me?”


    Aidan Sabastian: “Yes, of course. But you must not forget about me.”


    Vivian: “I won’t. Let’s hook up.”


    The scene shifts to another scene.


    Fraser: “Vivian, remember, I will stand by your side at all times in the future.”


    “Donald Sabastian is not a good man, stay away from him.”


    Vivian: “Fraser, why do you say that?”


    Fraser: “Trust me, I won’t lie to you.”


    The scene turns again …


    Vivian and Fraser were walking on the road after school when suddenly a van rushed down with five or six people, targeting Fraser.


    The two who had just started high school were no match for the five or six burly men, Vivian was knocked to the ground and Fraser was taken away.


    “Vivian, these men were sent by Houghton’s. You have to save me somehow, you have to save me!”


    “Brother Fraser!”


    Vivian got up from the ground and frantically was chasing after the van, but eventually the sedan disappeared from view.


    Vivian frantically ran home straight to Houghton’s house and pulled Houghton, who was practicing Tai Chi, “Houghton, Fraser has been kidnapped. He said you were the one who kidnapped him? You tell me, is it true?”