Another cold winter night, another inexplicable dream.
"Hey, Jixiang! Let's hook up and be together forever. Don't forget me..."
As before, Qi Rui woke up after the vague child in the dream finished speaking. No matter how hard he tried, he could not remember who it was and why he called himself "Jixiang."
The accident seven years ago caused him to lose almost all memories before the age of 14. After he started dreaming about that child frequently, he began to investigate which orphanage he had stayed in.
But nothing was found until this time when I woke up, the phone buzzed on my pillow, and it was a text message:
"The foggy city contains the answers you want to know."
Qi Rui pressed down his phone irritably and continued to sleep. What a foggy place, it was just something to deceive children.
Note: Updated by chance
Intention: Clear away the clouds and mist, we will meet each other eventually