You say you have amnesia?

# You say you have amnesia? Protagonist: A chatty secondhand bookstore clerk Plot: A customer comes in every day to buy the same book, but each time after buying it, they say, "I definitely won't forget this time." Setting: A secondhand bookstore on an old street during a summer afternoon thunderstorm --> Xu Zhixia — The chatty clerk -> Jiang Wanqing — The customer who forgets she's bought the same book every day (Thanks to GPT for the names) 【Third-person limited perspective】 My ramblings: When I was writing chapter 6, my liver said: "3500 words? Do you think I don't need rest?" So from then on, I've officially enabled AI collaboration mode. Don't worry, I haven't just thrown the novel at the AI to run on its own. I'm still responsible for the plot, characters, core content, and reviewing the text produced by the AI. In short: The soul is still here, the liver is gone. (But this depends on the situation. If I can write 3500 words myself, I'll prioritize that. If I really can't, I'll get the AI to help me out.) Kaohsiung summers are always annoying. If it's hot, it's hot. As a native Kaohsiung resident, Xu Zhixia can completely accept it, but the point is, why is there a thunderstorm when I'm about to get off work? "Of course, I know it's convective rain formed by thermal convection due to high summer temperatures, but why does it have to be when I'm about to leave work..." Xu Zhixia always feels helpless about her constitution. Her name is Zhixia (知夏, knowing summer), but she seems to be enemies with summer, always encountering rain whenever she goes out. "Rumble, rumble" just like the weather outside now, with flashes of lightning constantly,