I had already guessed the truth. But that wasn't enough to save Liu Miao.
My gaze shifted from Wu Ling's face to the woman's.
The woman forced a wan smile. "Hello. My name is Han... You can call me Lanranzi. We met before. I'm a member of the Nantian Fan Club, a fan of Nanshen... I..."
She introduced herself, her eyes darting about. She bit her lip and didn't continue.
I didn't understand what was going on, so I looked at Wu Ling again.
"Miss Han had some doubts about her background. She was in an accident and lost her memories of her parents and her childhood and adolescence. There were several people with similar experiences that year," Wu Ling explained. "Mass hysteria. You've probably come across stories like this somewhere. It never made the papers. Most of these people didn't know one another before it happened. The few who did formed a sort of support group and started looking for their lost memories together. Miss Han wasn't found by them until this year. One of the women who found her is staying in this hospital now."
I quickly grasped the deeper meaning behind Wu Ling's words.
Someone else might not have understood, but I'd encountered otherworldly spaces more than once. I could understand the supernatural event this young woman, Lanranzi, had experienced.
It was just like the students in "Story Chain." After hearing that cursed story, one by one, they were swallowed by an otherworldly space. The people who were swallowed vanished from the memories of everyone in the real world. They disappeared from school records and government files, too. By the time the client found Greenleaf, almost all of his classmates had vanished. The teachers, parents, and other students at the school didn't remember that they had ever