On a windy and rainy night, a 21-year-old boy thought of the loving but vague face in his memory. As the memory became more and more blurred, he could no longer recall the complete smiling face of his grandma. The saddest thing in the world is to forget the face of a loved one, and there will never be a kind old man who greets you like that. In this article, we recall the ups and downs of the scene from the perspective of the first person "I".
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
