My boyfriend said he would take me to meet my parents, and I happily followed him on the road. Unexpectedly, not far away, a brick suddenly hit the back of my head, and I lost consciousness instantly. When I opened my eyes again, I saw a mottled earthen wall. The crooked graffiti on the wall looked particularly familiar - they were clearly traces left on the wall of Uncle Li's house next door when I was a child.
