"Hello, Grandpa Zhang." Qiann Yan greeted him according to the memory, "I'm Qiann Yan, here to visit my grandparents."
Grandpa Zhang smiled kindly, "I knew I wasn't mistaken; it's been a long time since you've been here. Old Man Shang was just bragging to me not long ago, saying his granddaughter did well in her entrance exams and got into a good high school in the city."
"Alright, hurry on in; I haven't seen them go out today, so they should be home." Grandpa Zhang didn't converse much with Qiann Yan.
Qiann Yan thanked him and walked into the community.
In her mind, she was comparing the memory of the original owner with the Grandpa Zhang she had just encountered, and the differences were still significant.
This Grandpa Zhang she interacted with was more vivid. She noticed that the Grandpa Zhang in her memory was gradually becoming thinner, even somewhat blurred.
She guessed that the original owner's memories might not be real.
