You and Me in Memory

The death of a loved one is the dampness of a lifetime. No matter where I go, I can't erase the regret. Life without a sense of destination is like a dream every day... Until there are so many people who are willing to stop for me and tell me over and over again how interesting everything in the world is. Many, many years have passed. Wrinkles have covered my cheeks like bark, and I have touched the objects in my memory that belong to you and me in the photo. There is always a voice in my heart: Chen Siji became himself after meeting you again.