Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 905 Bizarre Gifts

He didn't answer Archie's question but continued to ask, "Child, did you experience insomnia after the onset of headaches?"

"Yes. I never had insomnia before, but ever since the headaches started, I've been having trouble sleeping. When I can't sleep, those blurry, frightening memories appear. The dreams are like a terrifying slideshow, making it difficult to sleep, as my heart will race," I described in detail.

He nodded occasionally, contemplating. "Under what circumstances did your headaches initially occur?"

Reflecting on the beginning of my headaches, I suddenly recalled, "Someone placed an incense in my car-a kind of poison. I started experiencing these symptoms upon inhaling the poison. "Since then, the headaches have persisted, and I keep recalling some things, but they are very vague, like short freeze frames."

"That's it. That must be the external factor that triggered the increase in neuroactivity, inducing latent crises and activating dormant nerve cells," he explained vaguely, but we all understood.

At that moment, a knock on the door signaled the arrival of the waiter with the dishes.

Gordon quickly suggested, "Let's have our meal first."

I felt a bit reluctant but refrained from pressing further.

me, "I'll find a

comforted me, "Yeah, don't think too much.

nodded, quickly pushing away my despondent emotions. No matter what, I couldn't let the elders

up the topic of memory loss. Unexpectedly, when

a large stone, rough and heavy. Robin's gift was three seeds in a small glass bottle. The seeds resembled apricot pits, round and full. There was also a card inside the bottle, shaped like a warning

these

fascinated, especially Robin's small

held it in my hand and said sincerely, "I

our family's yard

The card inside has instructions for their care. It's just a

will love them. Gardening in the yard is

dismissively said to me, "My stone is too ugly. We have plenty of them. Let the kid play with it as much

happily, treating it like a precious

his pocket. It was pure white, appearing exquisite. He pushed it toward me on

quickly waved. "Mr. Gordon, I can't accept this. It's too

and said calmly, "This stone is fitting for you. Carry it