"Yes, that's exactly right!"
Tang Yuanmao spoke, his eyes welling up with tears. The wrinkles on his face, deep like ravines, became even more pronounced, and his furrowed brows nearly merged into a knot.
"Mentor, you have no idea how I got through that period. I was terrified that if I fell asleep, I'd wake up with no memory of you. I stayed up night after night, too scared to close my eyes. When I finally managed to nap for a bit, I'd wake up in a panic immediately.
Later, after a month of sleeplessness, I couldn't take it anymore. I collapsed in the lab and was rushed to the ICU, hanging on for half a month before clawing my way back to life.
When I woke up, it felt like the sky was about to fall. Had I really forgotten you?
Luckily, Heaven spared me and didn't steal away the memories of you."
Being of advanced age, Tang Yuanmao typically spoke slowly, and now with his choking sobs, it took him nearly ten minutes to say just over a hundred words.
