Chapter 145: The Only Thing But Memory
Smelling the smell of the shirt on her body, the marshmallow reached over her little head and gently rubbed the shirt on her body.
It seems that he is a little puzzled, why there is a smell of the cold year on Chu Nanxi's body.
Noticing its movements, Chu Nanxi realized that Li Hannian's shirt was still on her.
Raise your fingers and unbutton your shirt.
Noticing the silver coin that slipped out of the collar, Chu Nanxi stretched out his fingers, pinched the silver coin and held it up in front of his eyes.
Silver coins are smaller than ordinary coins, but the workmanship is exquisite.
The obverse of the coin features a medieval-style ornamentation, while on the other side is the name and logo of a museum in country F.
After many years, the coin is still as clean as new, shining brilliantly in the light.
Looking at the silver coin between his fingers, Chu Nanxi's eyes flashed again, the eyes of the young man that reflected the moonlight.
On the night of the nightmare, she would not have survived the last minute without the teenager.
Later, the little brother also took off his shirt and draped it over her like Li Hannian.
Because the shirt was covered with blood, it was later taken away by the police as evidence.
The coin was found in her shirt pocket, and she held it tightly between her fingers, refusing to let go.
The police had no choice but to leave her the silver coins.
At that time, she was too young, only nine years old, and her whole person was in a state of fright, and it did not even occur to ask the other party's name.
This coin was the only thing left to her by her little brother other than memory.
Holding the coin tightly with his fingers, Chu Nanxi held the coin to his chest with both hands.
During that time, she couldn't sleep all night, even if she slept in her father's arms, she would still be awakened by nightmares.
Every time she was nervous and scared, she would always pinch the silver coin, thinking of the thin and weak boy who bravely saved her from the demon.
Countless sleepless nights she spent holding this silver coin.
The young man was the only light in her nightmare, and it was this light that saved her from the most terrible of injuries, and encouraged her to come out of the haze little by little.
At that time, Chu Nanxi's father also tried to find out the identity of the young man and wanted to express his gratitude.
The police responded out of the protection of the juvenile, and the other party's family asked for the matter to be kept secret and absolutely not allowed to disclose anything.
Later, his father found someone to make a necklace of silver coins, and Chu Nanxi always hung it around his neck.
Ten years later, the chain on which the silver coin hung had broken in two.
The silver coin was like a part of her body, and it never left her side.
Later, she also tried to find the other party, but unfortunately, there was no more information except that the coin was a commemorative coin issued by a museum in country F.
Back then, the boy who saved her became an eternal mystery.
Tucking the silver coin back into his collar, Chu Nanxi got up and walked to the window, stared at the silver moon in the sky, and sighed softly.
Originally, she had fantasized about meeting that boy again one day.
The other party will recognize the silver coin, recognize who she is, and she must add a thank you to him.
Now that she has grown up, she will no longer hold such unrealistic fantasies.
It's just that every time I think of that person, my heart is still warm, and I will be full of hope for this world.
With her hands folded in front of her chest, she prayed silently to the moon.
The sky has eyes, we must bless my little brother with health and safety!