The young man was thin, and now he was half-arched, and the bones behind him were prominent.

Obviously talking to himself, Shen Mingji's cold and thin face on weekdays was much gentler, the gloom in his eyes faded a little, and his thick curly eyelashes trembled gently.

The silence around was suffocating, and the silence was layered so that the people were almost out of breath.

"I've become good." Shen Mingji opened his mouth, his voice was still very soft, as if he was whispering to someone.

It's just that the person can't hear and can't see.

Squeak......

The door of the wardrobe was pushed open by Shen Mingji, he slowly came out of the wardrobe, lit a table lamp, the not bright light tore the darkness out of a hole, Shen Mingji's face looked obscure under the light, and a little shadow fell.

The layout of the room is very simple, the whole looks shabby, the walls are mottled with a dull yellow, and in some places there is a slight peeling, and the bedroom and kitchen are next to each other.

Shen Mingji's bedroom was very neatly cleaned, with only the two most simple things, a wardrobe and a desk.

There are no beds.

He didn't like to sleep in the bed, and since that incident, he could only fall asleep in the closet, probably hoping that someone would open the closet as promised.

The desk is not large, there are all kinds of books and textbooks, most of which look relatively shabby, they are neatly placed, there are awards posted on the walls, and there are several trophies neatly placed on the table, all of which have been won by participating in competitions.

In the corner of the desk, there is an unusually unique place, where there is a separate vacant space, and even carefully covered with things for fear of dust.

Shen Mingji shook the cloth covering it, shook off all the dust, and now under the table lamp, looking at the things on it.

A notebook with a dark blue cover, probably the edges are often carefully rubbed, so some of the color has been lost, it seems that the owner has taken great care to keep it, and now every page is still in its original state, not even a crease at all.

When you open it, you can vaguely see the words written on it, and the page is full of Su Chen, but the words are a little crooked, and the writing is extremely jerky.

Caught in the center of the notebook are two pieces of paper, which are very disguised by people wrapped in plastic.

One piece of paper was cut out of the calendar, with the date circled on August 18, and it read: Shen Mingji's birthday n(*≧▽≦*)n

On the other piece of paper was written in the same handwriting.

Let's see this beautiful world with my eyes and my share.

I believe that Mingji will become very good.

"......" Shen Mingji squeezed the piece of paper tightly, his hand trembled slightly, a shadow fell on his face, his eyes lowered, and then the corners of his lips were gently raised.

"But...... Dust, this world is not beautiful at all. Shen Mingji's voice was hoarse, and he folded the things little by little and put them away properly.

Shen Mingji's eyes were full of time, his eyes were dark, and he didn't seem to like this world at all.

He even hated the world.

"Everybody has forgotten about you." Shen Mingji spoke softly again, the voice was not loud, and in an instant, a silent darkness engulfed him.

Everyone had forgotten the days when Su Chen existed.

He was the only one in the world who remembered her.

"Can you come to my dreams more?" Shen Mingji put the thing back in its original position.

He was afraid that one day when he woke up, the memory of Su Chen in his mind would also be erased.

It's as if there has never been such a person in my life.