The first rays of the morning sun hit a room.

The man lying on the big bed seemed to be so exposed to the sun that he stretched out his hand to block his eyes.

But the shadow of a person keeps coming to mind.

He couldn't see the man's face, he couldn't call her name, he couldn't remember who she was.

I just feel like my heart is empty, like something is missing.

The mercenary shook his head irritably, got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

After tidying up the whole person, he went out the door.

It doesn't take long for the sun to shine on people's bodies, giving people a very warm feeling.

But when the sun shone on him, he didn't feel any warmth, but coldness from head to toe.

Even the mercenary's hand is cold, and perhaps even his heart is cold.

"Naib, morning."

The Air Force came running from a distance, still holding a bag with some bread in it.

"Early."

"I took these breads from Emily, would you like to try them?"

The Air Force reached for the bag in front of the mercenary.

The mercenary shook his head and turned to walk somewhere else.

This Marta made him feel very different, and he didn't know why.

Since the last time the doctor found him fainting and brought him back outside.

He didn't feel as if he had forgotten a lot of things.

It seems that I have forgotten many important things, and I have forgotten some important people.

For countless nights, I was haunted by nightmares every time and was woken up every night.

There was a figure in the dream, he couldn't see that person's face clearly, he only knew that he wanted to hold her firmly, and wanted her to stay by his side and accompany her forever.

But the outstretched hand could not grasp anything.

From beginning to end, he will always be alone, and he can't feel the warmth of other people's mouths.

All he knew was that there was a person hidden in his heart all along.

He had only forgotten about her for a short time, and it wouldn't be long before he could remember.

Only when he returned to his room again, he saw countless model airplanes hanging on the walls of his room.

The mercenary's pupils shrank suddenly, model airplanes, why are there so many model airplanes in his room?

Whose prank is it?

The mercenary suddenly looked at his hands, and for some reason, there seemed to be a vague picture in his mind.

I could only vaguely see a man, holding a model airplane in both hands and handing it to a girl.

The mercenary tried to call out the girl's name, but he couldn't call out the name when it came to his mouth.

Yes, he couldn't remember, he couldn't remember who the girl was.

All he knew was that the girl must have been important to him while he still had a memory.

Suddenly, the mercenary turned around again and ran down the slope.

The doctor had told him that he had found her fainting in the landslide, so could he have found some clues there?

By the time the mercenaries ran to the landslide, there were basically no people there, just an empty piece of land.

But here he found a hint of familiarity.

Those turquoise eyes looked at the sky, and subconsciously opened their arms.

Because he subconsciously felt as if something was going to fall from the sky into his arms.

But it's been a long time... The bosom was still empty.

No... No... Only then did the mercenary realize that he was just deceiving himself.

Only a fool would believe that someone would fall from the sky...

That fool can't be him... Absolute...

The next moment, a man fell from the sky and just fell into his arms...