Come on...
He really didn't remember.
The man wore an awkward grin.
"I don't remember."
If you only had a run of bad luck once in a while,
you'd remember it clearly.
But he'd had too many unlucky incidents lately.
And besides...
Bad luck wasn't a good thing.
He wished he could forget all of it.
Why would he go out of his way to remember it?
The man thought that nobody would really remember their own misfortunes, would they?
How depressing would that be?
Wouldn't it be better to remember happy things?
"Not even the slightest impression?"
Xiao Xiao wasn't surprised by the man's answer.
Still, it would have been best if the man could remember.
"...Uh... I think... no, that's not right..."
The man tapped his head.
"I can't."
"Too many unlucky things are all mixed together..."
"I can't tell which one was which anymore..."
For a moment, the man felt his head throbbing painfully.
"No."
This time, the man answered firmly.
"I can't remember."
"I can't remember a thing."
He wasn't going to make things difficult for himself.
His life was hard enough already.
Why make things harder for himself?
The man was puzzled.
And a little unhappy.
"Student Xiao, why are you asking me this?"
Student Xiao's question...
Of course, he believed Student Xiao hadn't meant any harm.
As for what the reason was...
He didn't know.
But...
The question really felt like it was reopening his wounds.
The images surging through his mind immediately soured his mood.
Just when...
His spirits had finally lifted a little because of that thief, they sank again.
The thief had only been unlucky that one time.
He'd been unlucky right up until now.
The problem was...
"I really wasn't this unlucky before..."
At some