I stood in front of the densely arranged shelves, and through the gaps between the colorful products, I could vaguely see my wife carefully studying the goods. She and I are separated by a shelf, but it seems like we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
I suddenly stopped in front of a row of black bottles, and gently touched the bottles with my hands. The things in front of me no longer existed, and my thoughts finally drifted back to the unforgettable memories.