"Yingzhi, it's all right. You'll get better."
Mom wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, looking heartbroken.
"Sweetheart, this diary and photo album might help you remember some things from your past." Dad handed Zhao Yingzhi a diary and a photo album.
Zhao Yingzhi pretended to be confused as she opened the diary and photo album.
Both the diary and the photo album had been deliberately forged. The diary documented her daily life and her relationships with her family, as well as the struggles she had gone through from graduating school to starting work.
The photo album contained pictures of her and her family from when she was little to the present. Unless you looked closely, it was hard to spot the traces of the careful forgery.
On top of that, with the three actors playing her family members deliberately guiding her, it wasn't hard to convince someone with a blank slate for a memory that she was part of the family.
At least, the first five times, she had genuinely believed she was part of this family.
"Take your time looking through them, sweetheart. Mom hasn't had a chance to cook today because of what happened to you. Your brother ordered delivery. I'll call you when it gets here so we can eat." Mom spoke gently.
"Okay," Zhao Yingzhi murmured, pretending to read the diary intently.
The three exchanged glances, then filed out of the room one after another.
Once they had left, the look in Zhao Yingzhi's eyes as she stared at the diary sharpened.
Meanwhile, outside the bedroom.
"We've rehearsed this scene countless times. There's no way anything will go wrong, so don't worry," Mom whispered. A hidden microphone was clipped inside her collar.
"By the way, does this memory-reconstruction method really work? We've