Because of the car accident half a year ago, I lost the memory of when I was 18 and went out to work. I don't know what happened, but every night I dreamed of that handsome man, who was as handsome as the son of a god. I didn't know if the girl opposite him was me, but she and I really looked like the same rimmed glasses, and the same faint dimple that appeared on the right side when I pursed my lips! Then, the man slowly took one of my hands, and uttered a few simple sounds from his thin lips, and he said:...