I am Qiqi. I am a zombie. And I forgot what comes next.
Since we first met, I have had a warm feeling inside. Not the kind of warmth that makes me feel rotten. The other kind of warmth. The one that happens inside my heart. Thank you. I am happy. Sadly I only recognize the current you. If I forget you... No. I will order myself to remember you.
I have a poor memory for most things. But as far as I know, that doesn't matter.
I understand. When I get stronger, I need to put more effort into controlling my strength.
Hold my hand please. This wind could blow me away.
In the past, my only thought was: I must stay alive. Even though I didn't know what to live for. But now, I think I know. I want to live with you. I want to ask, can we always stay together, for the rest of life, until death?
Hey, do you know what? Uh, neither do I. I... already forgot.
I started memory training exercises recently. So don't you worry, I won't forget who you are.
Good evening. How was your day? My day was fine, I think. But I can't remember.
Morning means it's time to check my diary. Because my diary reminds me what I'm supposed to do in the morning.