"Where is this?" Yixuan, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly sat up.

The nurse on the side looked at the little boy who was as delicate as a rag doll, "This is the hospital, Yixuan!" ”

"Yixuan?" The kid blinked his pretty eyes, "Is that my name?" ”

The room was quiet all at once......

The doctor did a series of examinations on Yixuan, his face was full of disappointment, he turned his head to look at Yixuan's beautiful face and sighed, "Because of another blow to the head, you already have regional amnesia, and now your memory may be even more confused." ”

"Huh?" Yi Xuan is really cute holding his face.

"Do you remember what happened?"

Yi Xuan scratched his head and shook his head thoughtfully.

"Do you remember an uncle named Lin Qingze?"

Still shaking his head.

"So, what about the little girl who played with you?" The nurse next to her spoke.

Yixuan was still at a loss.

"What do you remember?" The doctor pushed his glasses.

"I remember...... My home...... And also...... And a tombstone! Yixuan racked his brains.

"Alright! You can rest first, and the things on that table were left for you by that Uncle Lin Qingze! With that, he walked away.

Yi Xuan's eyes were wide open, but he was blank. The whole person sat there stunned, for a long time, for a long time......

Who are they? Who is Lin Qingze? And who is that girl?

Except for some irrelevant things, everything else in my mind is either a remnant or a blank slate. He felt that the world was very strange, but it was very familiar. What does it feel like? Yi Xuan was scared, this world was like a huge black hole, bottomless, Yi Xuan felt helpless and scared! Yi Xuan trembled slightly, he couldn't help but tremble, he didn't know why this was happening.

A strange and familiar world.

There is only endless fear......

The sad Yixuan turned to see the bag on the table. He sat up, put the bag on the bed, and poured out all the contents of the bag------- a bunch of keys and a picture floating down.

Yixuan put the key that he had no clue at all, and picked up the photo, which should have been taken in the amusement park, one was him, and the other girl was who? He has short ear-length hair, is dressed in black, and has cold eyes.

At the same time, on the plane to the United States, Lin Qiaomei fell asleep in sadness.

Yixuan, who was full of thoughts, also slept, but it was not a good dream.

In the dream, it was a remote mountain, and it was raining heavily. And there were only three people there, one was him, one was his father, and the other one was standing next to his father, and he couldn't see it clearly, so he called him the man in black. Yixuan knelt beside his father, who was bleeding all over...... The blood washed red by the rain, staining his father and Yixuan red...... Suddenly there was a white light, I don't know if it was lightning or something. The man in black standing next to his father had a gun in his hand and ...... at his father Next...... Next...... There was a loud bang......

Yi Xuan made it violently, it turned out to be a dream!

Soon, the cool autumn leaves like falling leaves, and winter quietly comes, and three months have passed.

Yixuan was also discharged from the hospital. Those eyes are still that beautiful eyes, and the clothes on their bodies are still the same white sweatshirts.

As soon as Yixuan was discharged from the hospital, he subconsciously walked to a desolate meadow. It's winter, and the grass that was already withered yellow is beginning to fall out like an old man's hair, and it's sparse.

It was an eye-catching tombstone. The cold gray tombstone stood here, and there were no words engraved on it, but there was a withered white rose on the tomb, and suddenly a sentence echoed in Yixuan's mind, "I will come here every month to see it in the future." ”

A slight autumn breeze blew, and Yixuan felt cold.

It's time to go home......

I don't know how Yixuan walked under a villa, and in his image, this is the only place he has slept except in the hospital. He remembered the set of keys. Opening the door, the house was still the same as before, Yixuan sat on the sofa and tried to think about the girl in the photo.

On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, Qiao Mei sat in a chair and looked at the bowl of sun noodles on the table.

She took a sip of the soup, picked up the poached egg, and just put it to her lips but stopped......

It's been ten years, and it's been in the blink of an eye......

Yixuan had a winter vacation, and in the past ten years, he has grown a lot taller and his beautiful face, his face is like a carving, his facial features are distinct, his angular face is handsome and abnormal, and his white sweatshirt is loosely pulled up at the wrist, which is simple and slightly gorgeous, and a little indescribably sexy. Those eyes that are as clear as a pool of water and bottomless, and that ...... A nightmare that accompanied him for ten years......

And on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the United States.

Shanshan, still the same pair of cold eyes still haven't changed. Instead, he became sharper, and he grew taller. The difference is that she has long hair. In addition, her already beautiful face is very charming. Her fair skin looked like an egg membrane, and it looked even more charming in the light. The lips that bloom like cherry blossoms outline a half-moon-shaped arc, gentle as flowing water, and the beauty is shocking.

Ten years has been long and short.

Yixuan has changed, and he is no longer the skinny child he used to be. He is also 1.85 meters old. Of course, his originally childish face became more and more handsome, especially those eyes. Of course, he doesn't seem to have changed, he still likes to wear sweatshirts, and his favorite is the sun.

Yixuan now works in a flower shop during holidays, which is a little source of income for him. The owner of the flower shop is a woman in her thirties, she is very nice and happy to let Yixuan come, after all, such a handsome young man will also let her have a lot of business. But what made her feel a little strange was that every month Yixuan would bring a white rose to pay tribute to someone, but she didn't know who that person was.

Yi Xuan stood in front of the tombstone with a white rose in his hand, he didn't know who this person was, but he had been sending flowers to this person every month for ten years. The wind blew Yixuan's hair, Yixuan felt very comfortable, I don't know why......

As soon as he got home, Yixuan answered his phone.

"Hey, Yixuan! What are the holiday arrangements? "On the other end of the phone, Yixuan's best friend is called Ah Nian. He is a man of average grades but very honest.

"I want to travel, but I don't know where to go." Yi Xuan blinked his pretty eyes.

"Why don't you come with me to the United States! I have a tour group! ”

"The United States? All right! ”

"Well, that's it!"