In the year 2041 A.D., November 11, the capital of the galaxy, Unit B of the first phase of the living area.

In a softly lit, neat room, a woman in her early thirties was leaning against a desk.

On the desk is a beautifully encapsulated journal.

The woman's name is He Xiaomin, and the diary also has a very poetic name - "Paper Short Love".

Through the stories recorded in "Paper Short Love", He Xiaomin finally accepted his inexplicable life of more than ten years.

Her heart finally calmed down, and her tense emotions eased a little.

Through the mirror, she saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Seventeen years, how did it suddenly disappear?

Time was so ruthless, leaving only traces on her face, but not a trace of memory in her heart.

What a sentimental thing to do.

When I woke up, either from 19 to 20 years old, or from 19 to 80 years old, the years have been quietly accumulating, and only He Xiaomin himself can truly appreciate the weight.

She imagined that picture more than once,

When I was dying and old, lying in bed and unable to move,

When I woke up one morning, I suddenly found that my youth was gone.

At that time, could I still accept it as calmly as I do now?

I have obviously experienced such a life, but it seems that I have never had it.

Ding dong...... Ding dong......

The bell outside the door floated in, interrupting He Xiaomin's thoughts.

"Mr. Hua......"

She saw a middle-aged man with a tired face but still handsome, the most important half of her life that she had just seen in the video message.

"Xiaomin."

Mr. Hua slowly walked up to her with a warm smile on his face.

"I ......"

Seeing her husband for the first time, He Xiaomin seemed a little restrained.

But Mr. Hua's smile seemed to be very affinity, and his speech and demeanor were also quite measured, which quickly reduced the pressure and distance in He Xiaomin's heart.

"Have you had breakfast?" Mr. Hua asked gently.

"I've eaten it." He Xiaomin nodded.

"I'll go out for a walk with you."

"Okay."

So, under the leadership of Mr. Hua, the two came to a public green space in the living area of the Star River.

Although it is simply a restoration of the ecological environment of a certain park, it is still the most luxurious place in the entire space city.

"Are you cured?" He Xiaomin asked softly for no reason.

"My illness?" Mr. Hua's expression was a little stunned.

Seeing this, He Xiaomin lightly pointed at Mr. Hua's brain again.

"Oh." Mr. Hua realized, "Since the first two months, the medical team has successfully solved the problem, but it is only a small problem. ”

"It's good to be solved." He Xiaomin nodded first, and then muttered softly, "That's primary brain cancer, don't be too sloppy, you must pay attention to rest, it's always so busy......"

"Haha......" Mr. Hua smiled.

The two walked for a while, then sat down on a bench in the middle of the public green space.

On the right-hand side is a bush, and on the left-hand side is an unknown flower.

"Is the Earth really gone?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, He Xiaomin couldn't help but think of the fragments about the demise of the earth recorded in the story of "Paper Short Love".

"Hmm." Mr. Hua nodded and continued, "In fact, the earth is still there, but everyone else is gone. ”

He Xiaomin was silent, perhaps thinking of those friends and relatives in her memory, she did read out a series of names, including her uncle He Dongliang, and then asked Mr. Hua softly if they were all gone.

Mr. Hua hesitated for a moment, but finally told her frankly that the people with these names were gone.

"Mr. Hua."

"Huh?"

At this moment, He Xiaomin and Mr. Hua's eyes were already connected, and she said softly: "I don't know why, I always feel that there is a vacant piece of ...... in my heart."

Hearing this, Mr. Hua's eyes flashed a trace of imperceptible sentimentality, but He Xiaomin caught it.

"Mr. Hua, are you hiding something from me?"

At first, Mr. Hua opened his mouth hesitantly, then closed it again, but finally he spoke.

"Actually, we had a daughter."

"There have been ...... Daughter ......"

He Xiaomin muttered at first, and then her expression changed drastically.

yes, she used to be a mother!

Whether it's a psychological instinct,

Or a physiological trace,

There is always something that will never be erased.

"I'm sorry, my daughter's message was quietly deleted by me......"

Mr. Hua said as he shook He Xiaomin's hand, his expression was very complicated.

Two lines of tears still poured out of He Xiaomin's eyes, it was a deep pain in the depths of his heart.

"I've been wondering if I should tell you all this."

He Xiaomin still couldn't stop sobbing, and Mr. Hua held her hand tighter: "Today...... It's my daughter's fifteenth birthday, it's the year of jasper, the year of broken melons, the best time......"

Hearing this, He Xiaomin suddenly looked over with a pair of tearful eyes: "Our daughter...... What is your name? ”

"Hua Leyan."

At this time, there was no sound, and the two held hands and looked at each other with teary eyes, but they were speechless and choked.

.

.

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I don't know how long it took for Mr. Hua to finally break the silence.

Slowly, in a low voice, he spoke of an important decision.

"Xiaomin, I came back today with good news and bad news to tell you."

"I know, you're going to choose to hear the bad news first."

"Do you remember, I once told you that I have a special ability to turn the clock forward whenever you are upset, so that I can see your sweet smile again......"

"But this time, no matter how much you call back, I can't make you laugh anymore."

"I'm sorry, there are some things that you should know and have to face after all, whether it's too late or too early......"

"I'm the same, although there are things that I can try to do, and I can choose to mess it up, but in the end I want to be the person I should be......"

"Xiaomin, maybe I'm a little incoherent."

"Do you remember? I told you that there is an interstellar spaceship, the kind that flies very fast, and maybe not that fast......"

"The ship is built, and we already have enough antimatter fuel, so I'm leaving."

Hearing this, He Xiaomin finally realized something.

Her eyes were full of uneasiness, and she hurriedly asked, "Mr. Hua, where are you going?" ”

"Go to the heart of the galaxy...... It's a long way away, it should take a long, long time......"

"Will you ever come back?"

"I want to come back."

"Can you not go?" After listening to Mr. Hua's words, He Xiaomin asked timidly.

But Mr. Hua was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head and told her that he had to go because it was his duty.

No matter how slim the chances, he must go and get back what human civilization has lost.

……

In the following time, Mr. Hua gave He Xiaomin a box and told her the so-called good news.

The potion contained in this box is the latest research result of the Academy of Life Sciences, and there is a high probability that it can repair and heal her damaged brain.

Although He Xiaomin cannot be allowed to recall the experience of the past two decades, from now on, she will never have to forget day after day.

In addition, Mr. Hua gave He Xiaomin a suggestion to wait until he left the solar system before starting to take medication.

The reason given is that in this way, there will be no substantive memories of Mr. Hua in her future memory world.

It's like Mr. Hua quietly helped her delete her daughter's relevant memories.

If He Xiaomin was willing, she could even delete all the written and video records about Hua Kejing before the treatment.

Say goodbye to the past and embrace the future.

In Mr. Hua's words, thirty years old is still a good age.

If there is no connection with the story of "Paper Short Love", He Xiaomin should be able to start a new life.

……

However, that night, He Xiaomin took the medicine and began treatment.

She told Mr. Hua,

Although she is destined to lose the people she loves, she knows how important they are to her.

If she could, she would like to engrave her loved ones deeply in her life.

Even with eternal pain.

……

I salute every friend who has been with me all the way, thank you for your support!