Forgetting is never relief, but pain changes its form and lies dormant.
A diary filled with the past contains Pei Simu's unspoken concerns; an old scar on the wrist hides Jiang Nan's unspeakable pain.
It wasn't until the words "I am Pei Simu" broke through the shackles of memory that she realized that forgetting could never eliminate longing.
"Sorry, I forgot about you."
"I don't blame you."
[A short story was originally written for final homework shooting, but due to some reasons, it could not be completed. Adhering to the principle of no waste, I have sorted out and supplemented the plot and shared the story of the two protagonists with you.
Intention: Living is the longest response to your lover.
