The person who suddenly appeared in front of me seemed to be quite familiar to me, but I had no impression of him.
He said that I would always remember who he was, and took me walking around the streets and alleys of this city, looking for memories of the past. But from beginning to end, he was still unwilling to tell his true identity.
People around me stopped me from remembering this person. Facing their sad expressions, I really couldn't understand: What happened between this person and me...?
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