After I died, I was reborn as the little puppy he found. He named me Yuanyuan and gave me a family.
Until I died in his arms. Before his consciousness dissipated, it was his hot tears and his arms that were so tight that it hurt.
In the past, the boy became cold and withdrawn, shutting out everyone. It is said that he lost a very important pet.
No one knew that it was me in the photo he was rubbing repeatedly late at night.
No one knows that I came back this time for him.
"Hello, classmate Zhou Muzhi." I smiled at him, as if I was in another world.
He raised his eyes with a distant look: "Do we know each other?"
I shook my head, nodded again, and pointed to the corner of the photo that was accidentally exposed under his textbook:
"I don't know. But I think... We are destined to be very familiar."
