A Red Bean Exchanges for the Whole Universe

"This is the last post-it note... When you finish reading it, you will probably forget about me completely..." Wen Zheng, with trembling hands, carefully finished writing what was in his heart. Putting down his pen and pushing up his glasses, Wen Zheng opened the iron box on the side. It was filled with colorful sticky notes. He looked at the red one he just put in, which happened to be the hundredth one. "Where should I put it?" Wen Zheng held the box and walked around the shared house. Ever since Jin Yanan suffered from this strange amnesia, Wen Zheng has been recording the two of them every day, not to remember, but to make her forget. Wen Zheng walked to the balcony, paused, and said, "This is it." Then he squatted down, caressing the box, and reluctantly placed a box of memories. The sunlight outside the window slanted on the tin box, adding a touch of warmth to the cold metal, and incorporated Wen Zheng's silent farewell into the last touch. The silent man picked up the luggage that he had already packed and put in the entrance hall. There were not many, just two small suitcases, but he stood there heavily, trying to make a final attempt to save them. Opening the door, Wen Zheng took one last look at the familiar cabin and whispered, "Take care."