Leaving the vegetable shop and taking two steps, Su Yu covered her face, and Zhou Jinru could see the red face between her fingers.

"Mr. Guang, did I look particularly ugly just now?"

"Why, you're so good-looking, what's ugly?"

Su Yu moved his finger a little, secretly looked over with his right eye, and said cautiously: "Really? ”

"When did I lie to you?"

The girl's tone was distressed: "But I said a lot of things that have no beginning and no end." ”

At this point, Zhou Jinru was a little curious: "Are all your memories of what you said?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Guang, I always remember some vague memories somewhere, like just now, some images appeared in front of my eyes."

"That ......"

Su Yu smiled lightly: "Do you want to say that I have not seen a doctor?" I'm a doctor, I know what I'm all about, those vague memories are all I forget, I can't remember them anymore. ”

She forgets something, and although she doesn't want to forget it, she desperately tries to remember it, but she forgets it every time.

Even if you write it down with pen and paper;

Even if you entrust someone else to remind you;

Even if you slap yourself on the head;

By all means, she will forget all the things, the things she cares about, the people she cares about, there is nothing left, and she can't remember it anymore.

Forget who she is.

It's probably fate.

"Do you think you've been here, lived there for a while, and you're planning to come back again?"

That's what Su Yu said when they first met, and now it seems that her purpose is the same.

Zhou Jinru's question made Su Yu fall silent, she carefully observed Zhou Jinru's face, and her emotions began to fluctuate, she should be making up her mind.

"Miss Suyu, we've only known each other for two days, if you feel embarrassed, don't ......"

"Nope."

Su Yu said firmly: "Mr. Aguang, I don't think you are a bad person, if I really lived in Pingpan, then decades have passed since the era I lived in, and there is no one I know anymore, but now I know you......"

Uh, is this preparing to trap yourself?

Zhou Jinru vaguely felt that Su Yu seemed to be preparing for something, and it was inconvenient for him to ask more, and it was not easy to return the trust of the absolute party.

"Well, I'm willing to believe I'm a good person, too."

"I had a feeling some time ago that urged me to come here, and to be honest, I haven't been so impulsive in a long time."

Su Yu paused, her pupils fluctuated, she raised her face, her white neck looked particularly good, and Zhou Jinru looked away with difficulty.

"Ah Guang, I seem to be able to see some pictures, I don't seem to live here alone......"

……

……

Abu rode his bicycle and finally delivered the last letter before noon, and while waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, he picked up the kettle and took a sip, and just as he put the kettle down, a muck truck suddenly made a sharp turn.

Usually in the face of these big guys, he subconsciously avoided, this time is no exception, hurriedly moving the bicycle, the accident happened at this moment, the kettle rolled out of the fixed frame, he was caught off guard, and even the car turned into the drainage canal next to it.

It had rained not long ago, and the drain had not yet been dried, and Abu had fallen firmly, covered in mud, causing him to curse and go back to wash his clothes early today.

An hour later.

"Came back so early today?"

Abu pushed his bicycle into the door, and in the face of his father's question, he sighed and pointed to the mud spots on his body that had dried out: "On the way back from delivering the letter, I was almost hit by a muck truck and fell into the drainage canal, but fortunately the car was not broken." ”

For the messenger, it is a good thing that the car is not broken, otherwise it will be necessary to rely on his legs to deliver the message.

"I went to take a shower, changed my clothes and threw them in the pool, and I haven't eaten yet."

Abu hurried to rinse up, returned to the room barebody, reached out and pulled the electric fan over to blow it on himself, and sat down on the small bench, his gaze unconsciously falling on a letter on the edge of the desk.

The letter was not delivered for a long time, and he searched back and forth on Oia Road several times, and asked some old people, but unfortunately, there was no clue.

Probably due to an accidental collision while delivering the letter, the old envelope cracked open, and there seemed to be a letter inside.

Abu struggled with his heart, but he drew closer to find the date on the letter, which seemed to have been written thirty-seven years ago, and the letter had been sent from Pingpan, and now it was back here.

As a messenger, he knew that when a letter was not opened, the letter inside had the function of recording time, and to some extent, could even be used as strong evidence to prove a period of time.

But who would have sent a letter thirty-seven years ago?

Curiosity grew, and he resisted not to open the letter, which he still had in his professional ethics.

"The sender is Eckert Henry, sent to Pingpan Oia IV, and the recipient's name is Suyu."

This is a new clue, because the previous envelope did not have the recipient's name written on it, and Abu knew that Suyu was a code name, but at least it had a direction.

"Su Yu, I seem to have heard this code name somewhere......"

Abu put the letter back, and in addition to the letter in the old envelope, there was a small wooden box of about the same size, which was locked.

Let's go to the bar and ask, maybe there's news.

Abu looked out the window, and the sun was scorching, and the leaves on the trees were scorched.

He immediately dismissed the idea, at least to wait until the afternoon, after all, this letter had been delivered for several years and no one had received it, and it was not too long for half a day.

……

……

"Excuse me, is there a person around here with the code name Lao Si?"

"Fourth? Street Tailor ......"

"I've been to Mr. Yorick's house, and I'm not the one I'm looking for."

"That's right, miss, I don't know where the fourth child is."

Alice pushed the door out, her face full of disappointment, she followed the clues written by Mr. Ah Guang for a long time, but there was still no news, and a third of Pingpan walked down and found nothing.

At this time, the weather was hot, she was tired and thirsty, and wanted to find a place to rest, just in time to see a bar not far away, dragging her heavy steps under the scorching sun.

"Soaring swifts, will there be a clue here?"

Miss Filin pushed open the door of the bar, and a chill instantly dispelled the heat around her, so comfortable that even her drooping tail was slightly cocked.

It was amazing, and it would have been nice to have a cold drink!

"Miss, please be seated."

The bartender at the bar was an elderly middle-aged man, with gray hair meticulously combed, eyes with bright eyes, a high nose, and thin lips, and Alice believed that this man must have been a handsome man in his youth.

The next second, he pushed a drink in front of Alice.