One day when I opened my eyes, I found that everything around me was strange, including myself.
I don't have my own memory but I can travel through other people's memories at will. It's like having a time machine like Doraemon, bonding with it in people's memories and watching the good, evil, beauty and ugliness of human nature. At the same time, it also started my journey of searching for memories.
The people or things that once appeared in our lives will not disappear, they will just accumulate in the depths of our memories over time...