He walked towards him with the only name in his memory.
I feel that this is a close journey based on the map. "Wei Xiuran" is written on the mission file. The goal is clear and every step is well documented.
He approached him, tested him, thinking he was on a mission.
Little did he know that his body had returned home first. And the soul stands at the door, unable to get in.
The memory was wiped. Over and over again. It's like polishing old wood with sandpaper, the wood grain is still there, if you get close to the light, the dents are still there.
The pieces don't lie. Just gather together in silence and wait for a moment.
He thought the days were moving forward, but he didn't know that he was running backwards in time. Step by step, he stepped on his covered footprints and walked to the end of that summer, walked under the walls full of ivy, and walked to the hometown he had completely forgotten where someone was sitting on the window sill, dangling his feet, smiling at him and extending his hand.
The firefly fell silently.
The light is very weak, and it takes a long time to illuminate a face.
Memories can be erased, but the body remembers the way back.
Fireflies fall silently, and every first encounter is a reunion that the body attends for forgetfulness.
Intention: Forgetting is not the end, the body's instinct will take you home.