Five full years have passed. Where is he now? Thinking about it, it goes without saying, what's worse is fear. Afraid? Yes, afraid. I am afraid that he is no longer here, and I am even more afraid that he has completely forgotten me. Hao, pulled out the box that he had not packed for a long time, read every letter he sent her, and tears kept falling. In the blur, she seemed to see his face, and he seemed to be smiling at her, which gradually blurred and disappeared. What to do? What does he look like? Why can't I remember him?