The setting sun casts a golden glow over the land, casting a veil of mystery over the old town, which is scattered with faint fireworks.

In the alleys where passers-by occasionally walked, there was silence as if only hurried footsteps remained.

Except for people who live nearby, very few people pass by.

In a place that has not been controlled for a long time, the walls are covered with all kinds of advertisements.

But among these plastered walls, there is one wall that stands out as unique.

The white walls have blackened with the passage of time, and the graffiti on them has faded a lot.

But it has still become the most dazzling scenery in the entire alley.

The graffiti do whatever they want, there is no beginning of the goal, there seems to be no end.

The cartoon characters are adults at heart, and the lollipops and cute animals are stinking children.

Spreading to the right, are words of different colors.

There are names, there are confessions, and there are memories of teenagers who stand in place, looking at the walls and falling into contemplation.

The boy crouched down, his slender fingers brushing the graffiti in the lower right corner.

It was a cute head with two braids and smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.

There are also a few zigzag words under the avatar - little fool.

Next to the little girl is a boy with a tense face and pursed lips, with an expressionless face.

The word under the avatar - Nerd.

'Does it look good?' ’

'Silly. ’

'Give you another chance, I want to beat you up.' ’

The little boy snatched the pen from the girl's hand and wrote three words under the avatar angrily: Little fool.

The girl looked at the three ugly words on it, snatched the pen back in her hand, and wrote unconvinced under the avatar next door: Little nerd.

The scene that flickered in front of him seemed unreal, but it made the corners of the young man's lips rise unconsciously.

"In her case, she should have suffered a severe brain injury before."

"Remembering the memories that I once lost, the brain can't bear to be overstimulated."

The doctor's words echoed in his ears.

When I learned the truth, I was shocked, incredulous, self-blaming, and more distressed.

My heart was like a knife, and I could barely breathe in pain.

What happened to her all these years?

The boy took a hard puff of his cigarette, the pungent taste running through his throat, and his throat ached hotly.

The smoke rings that were spit out quickly disappeared into the setting sun.

The boy leaned against the wall for an unknown amount of time, until the clouds faded and the sun gathered its last rays of light and sank into the horizon.

Before leaving, the boy took a pen from his pocket and left four words under the 'little fool' - with you.

Memory loss, it's okay.

He accompanied her and accompanied her to slowly find it back.

It doesn't matter how long, a year, two years, a lifetime.

He would hold her hand tightly.

If she wanted to fly, he would choose to let go, but would never choose to give up.

He will chase after him until he catches up.

……

Tang Qiqi stood at the door and knocked for a long time, but there was no sound inside.

Asleep? Or is something wrong?

Tang Qiqi hurriedly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

As soon as the phone was dialed, a footstep sounded in the hallway.

The voice got closer and closer, and that familiar face gradually appeared.

Qi Yan seemed to be a little distracted, and he didn't notice the person standing at the door of his house, and when he raised his eyes, he was stunned.

Three steps and two steps, came to Tang Qiqi's side.

Qi Yan took out the key and opened the door, leaning sideways to make way.

Seeing this, Tang Qiqi said, "I won't go in, but I am entrusted by Lao Liu to see if your fever has subsided." ”

The hand holding the doorknob paused, the thin lips that were pursed opened, and the words that came to his mouth suddenly changed, "Still...... Not yet. ”