Who is the girl in my dreams, the one who always hides away to cry?
How old is he now? Is the man claiming to be his father really his father? Where did his mother go?
Why, why can't he remember anything? Just occasionally, blurred images flash in his mind, of the girl crying and calling for him to save her.
The large floor-to-ceiling windows, ample sunlight spills into the room, casting onto the man, yet unable to dispel the gloom and somberness on his thin, handsome face.
Over two months have passed, his hair has grown back, so why can't he remember anything?
"Why aren't you wearing shoes again?"
Charles pushed the door open, seeing Ji Chicheng standing in front of the window, barefoot. He scolded him with a pained heart, then noticed Ji Chicheng's shoes by the bathroom door, bent to pick them up, and walked over to him.
He placed the shoes on the ground and told him, "Put them on."
