A collection of short stories about Qingshan as snow and yellow

Huang Shaotian woke up before dawn.

There was no light in the room, and there was a little light from under the drawn curtains. He estimated that it was about five o'clock, or it might be 05:30.When he was young, he always had to rely on the alarm clock to get up early, but now he can't sleep for too long even if he wants to sleep.For a moment, he felt that the whole body was not his own: the legs that looked numb under the blanket were not, the stomach that was habitually sore from empty stomach was not, and he could see nothing clearly in the half-light, even in the daytime. Still won't get any better in the eyes either.He seemed to have only a waking consciousness left, lying aimlessly on top of the world.

This illusion was very short-lived, and it didn't take long for him to sit up from the bed.The bed looked huge, and his sleeping posture was not very correct, but it only occupied half of the space, and the sheets and pillows on the other side were neatly arranged.

Huang Shaotian looked at that pillow, thinking that putting two pillows on the bed didn't seem like his style.

He rang the bedside bell.This bell was installed when the housekeeping robot was upgraded to the latest generation. Although their technology is now very mature, he still insists on letting the robot stay in the living room to charge at night as it did at the beginning.He remembered saying, "Then install two bells by the bedside. You don't have a cabinet over there. Would you like to hang them on the lamp stand?"

He was a little surprised that he suddenly thought of this sentence, thinking that he must have forgotten something.

The housekeeping robot quickly slid in through the door.The robot looks like a fat bucket, and its stomach is filled with various tools. It is just one of the terminals of the housekeeping system, and its function is to serve the owner anytime and anywhere.It brought warm water and pills to Huang Shaotian, stretched out two mechanical arms to open the closet, and took out the shirt from inside.Then it said in a flat voice, "It's fourteen degrees outside today. What color sweater should I wear?"

"Grey." Huang Shaotian said.

After he drank the water, his throat felt much more comfortable.Changing clothes is not too difficult for him. Although he is really not young, he is still healthy and healthy.When the last button was buttoned, the robot hung the glasses on his shirt pocket.

"By the way." He asked, "Why are there two pillows on the bed?"

"It was left by another owner." The robot replied.

Huang Shaotian didn't understand, so he said, "Don't I live alone?"

"You are now." The robot gave a serious look.

Housekeeping robots often appear too dull in conversations, asking questions and answering one sentence, and rarely making additional explanations.If you want a robot to chat with you, you have to bring your own plug-in, which is not included in their home system.Huang Shaotian actually felt that this was just right, but occasionally communication would be a bit slow, but anyway, he was not short of time.

"Then your other master," Huang Shaotian thought for a while, "who is he? Where is he?"

"It's your partner," said the robot. "He died two months ago."

Huang Shaotian snorted.After a few seconds, he said in confusion, "But I don't remember him."

"That's what you do sometimes," said the robot.

Huang Shaotian didn't quite understand what was going on.Putting on cotton slippers, he walked slowly into the bathroom, and following his footsteps, the lights turned on appropriately.

He saw an elderly man in the mirror.His hair was almost white, but he looked good, and though his eyesight wasn't as good as it used to be, his eyes were still bright between the wrinkles--perhaps the only part of his former youthful appearance.In him, we can see not only the traces left by the years, but also the spirit and vitality that have nothing to do with age, which is due to the healthy and happy lifestyle of long-term work and rest.He's pretty much what most people wish they were at their age.

Automatic toothbrushes and mugs sit on ledges, two sets in dark blue and light blue side by side.Huang Shaotian recognized that the cup that was closer was his, but he was not sure about the other cup, but if he thought about the robot just now, there is a high probability that it was left by his partner that he didn't remember at all.

Huang Shaotian started to brush his teeth in front of the mirror, but he couldn't help but glance at the remaining cup on the shelf.A sudden memory jumped into his mind.

The city was sunny in midsummer, Huang Shaotian returned to the living room with two glasses of ice water, and closed the curtains without any hassle.The air conditioner was working faithfully, and the mouths of both people in the room were a little parched.

In addition to the sofa, there are two computer desks in the living room, which is not very spacious, but they don’t need to stay in the temporary rental house for too long—their house has already started to be renovated, and they will only move in after everything is completed, if there are no accidents , they will probably live there for 20 years or even longer.

On this leisurely afternoon, he and his cohabiting lover were browsing online for daily necessities to buy after moving.Like any young couple preparing for a new home and life together, they spend as much time and enjoyment in the little things as possible.

Huang Shaotian sat back in the chair, the content on the screen was still before leaving.He scrolled down the page: "What did we just see, housekeeping robots? No, we have already ordered them. To be honest, I think they will develop more powerful new products in the future. This one is also good now. We can Waiting to live in and slowly renovate...what the hell did we see?"

"A new toothbrush." ​​The cohabitant diagonally across from him reminded him.

Huang Shaotian snorted, poured out a piece of ice from the cup and bit it in his mouth.His browsing speed was very fast, turning around on the various pages of the website, circled a few links, and sent them to the other party in the chat window.

"The automatic toothbrushes of these brands have good reviews." He said.

The other party agreed, and then asked, "What about the color?"

"I prefer..."

"Blue." The other party nodded.

Huang Shaotian smiled, chewed the ice between his teeth that was about to melt, and felt extremely cool. "We can buy a pair." He said, "Perhaps there will be a discount for a pair. Isn't that what the merchants like to do."

"Two of the same?"

"I mean a pair." Huang Shaotian searched again, "Oh...it seems like a pair is blue and red, or pink?"

"It's a bit scary to be a fan." The other party said truthfully.

"Then two of the same are fine." Huang Shaotian didn't take it seriously, and went to look at the non-slip mats again: "I'll count, two for the shower room, two for the bathtub, we want the same pattern or a complete set ? This fish series looks very interesting!"

After a while, a link was sent in the chat window.Huang Shaotian opened it and found that it was a pair of automatic toothbrush and cup, one set was dark blue and the other was light blue.

The other party asked: "How about this?"

"It's great, where did you find it?" Huang Shaotian tapped on the keyboard, "I'm going to place an order now..."

"Maybe it heard that you wanted to find it, so it jumped out by itself." The other party smiled.

Huang Shaotian was startled, and couldn't help looking over from the side of the screen, just as the sunlight slanted in through the blinds, making his vision blurry with brilliance.

"Master?" said the robot, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Shaotian came back to his senses, and found that he was wiping his hands with a towel, but he forgot to turn off the faucet, and warm water gushed out a pool of hot air.The robot looked up at him with the camera up by his leg, the lights blinking.

He looked at the automatic toothbrush that he had put back again, and the two sets of cups were placed together, which looked very correct.

"Where do you get these toothbrushes?" he asked.

The robot turned off the tap and opened the bathroom door for him. "When I first moved in, you and the other owner gave me shopping links and manufacturer information." It slid and led the way, "Whenever I need to replace, I order the same variety at the same store, and upgrade during the period There have been many replacements, the most recent ones were delivered last week."

"Last week?" Huang Shaotian wondered, "But there are two sets."

He stopped suddenly.He remembered that when the robot came to remind him that the toothbrush was due for replacement, he said to order two new sets.Same as before, one set of dark blue and one set of light blue.

"I seem to remember something," he said.

The robot reached out a metal arm to support him, and they started down the stairs.The robot asks, "Is that why your mind wandered just now?"

"Yes." Huang Shaotian was absent-minded, "That should be about your other master. Why on earth would I forget him?"

"You suffer from a special kind of amnesia," said the robot. "There are times when you forget everything about him."

Huang Shaotian was taken aback, but this kind of surprise was like the wind blowing through the wilderness, and it only stirred his heart a little.

"Just forget him?"

"Only him."

"But I remember the other things quite clearly." Huang Shaotian said.

This sentence is not a question, and the robot doesn't seem to know how to answer it.They came to the dining room on the first floor, and the robot began to bring out breakfast from the kitchen.

Huang Shaotian slowly thought back, and found that those past memories were indeed missing a lot of content that cannot be ignored.It's like the kind of math problem I did when I was a child, the teacher or some kind of cosmic will spilled the ink on the paper, and the students had to trace the original appearance based on the remaining parts-his recollection was incoherent, what was there? What held those days together was gone.

He was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't notice that several dishes were already in front of him.

"Wait," he stared at his plate, "I don't remember saying I want to eat okra..."

"This item is fixed in today's menu." The robot said humbly, "This is for health reasons."

Huang Shaotian picked up the spoon sadly, and stirred the porridge at the right temperature: "This is definitely not my recipe."

"Of course not." The robot said matter-of-factly, "You never liked okra."

Many things in this world are developing rapidly.Whether it is mechanical products or any other technology, it seems to completely change its appearance every few months.Trends always love the new and dislike the old, and they don't hesitate to abandon what they were chasing yesterday.But some things remain in place, such as taste preferences that haven’t changed much from the age of 80, or the taste of certain vegetables when they are fried.Regarding the latter, Huang Shaotian doubts that in another 1000 years, it will still exude an irritating aura like it is on the plate now.

The robot stared obediently at his meal.

"So 'he' gave you an order?" Huang Shaotian understood.

"The other owner wants you to keep a reasonable and balanced diet." The robot pushed the plate in front of him. "When he is still around, you will always eat it well."

Huang Shaotian couldn't help feeling that it was naive enough for a person of this age to argue with a robot about picky eaters.Although he has forgotten many things, it is undeniable that when the robot said the words "while he was still alive", something seemed to poke his heart lightly.

"You keep talking about another master," he asked. "Was he..."

……What is your name?

He didn't know why he didn't ask.It may be because he is old and his ears are not very good. He seemed to hear a voice speaking in his ears—or in his heart—speaking, unhurried and gentle.The voice said, you should not forget, how can you forget this name?

"What's the matter, master?" the robot looked at him.

Huang Shaotian didn't answer.A small part of the dam of his memory had collapsed, and many years had poured out of it.

Yu Wenzhou, he thought, this person is called Yu Wenzhou.

The hut by the river is built along the water, with a platform protruding from the side of the mountain, with a light red awning on it.In the rainy season, the water rises a little from the sandy path, and the stream flows silently over the green stones below.

Huang Shaotian hung his coat on the back of the chair, pulled the collar, but still felt too hot.The sun gradually moved towards the center of the sky. They were still so cold on the mountain that they were about to hang frost. When they came down to the ground, it was another scene of spring and flowers blooming.

Seeing this, Yu Wenzhou stopped the clerk who was about to leave with the menu, and added two glasses of chilled plum juice.

They have traveled together countless times, and this time they didn't go to any famous places, but to a mountain that wasn't very high.Legend has it that watching the sunrise here has a special flavor. The two of them climbed to the top of the mountain hard the night before, and the scenery they saw in the end was worth the fare, and it did not disappoint.

They are now in their thirties, and they are still full of physical strength, but they are not as energetic as they were when they were young.When going down the mountain, the two were sleepy, and finally found this small shop at the foot of the mountain for breakfast.Huang Shaotian fiddled with the camera, lazily flipping through the photos they took: "Technology has improved."

"Can you tell which one was taken by me?" Yu Wenzhou asked.

Huang Shaotian took it for granted, "You can see it at a glance."

Yu Wenzhou smiled and let him judge.Huang Shaotian tossed and turned, and finally sighed: "It's better to see it with your own eyes. No matter how you take photos, you can't capture the feeling at that moment."

"If it can be photographed, there will be no such thing as tourism." Yu Wenzhou said.

"That's not necessarily true." Huang Shaotian retorted, "At least the honeymoon isn't for seeing the scenery, is it?"

"Really?" Yu Wenzhou was thoughtful, "I remember you were quite happy watching it."

Huang Shaotian said: "That's by the way. Let me tell you, don't just focus on the black history of the honeymoon trip?"

The clerk brought the food up at this time.When Huang Shaotian saw one of the plates, he almost choked on the sour plum juice: "I don't remember that I tasted okra..."

"I ordered it." Yu Wenzhou tasted it, "It feels pretty good here."

"Instead of talking about okra," Huang Shaotian said with a blue face, "you might as well continue talking about black history."

"Keep a reasonable and balanced diet." Yu Wenzhou said earnestly, "You see, we have been out for a few days, and we have not had a meal. There are a lot of special snacks, and we don't eat much vegetables and fruits."

"I won't become fond of this stuff when I'm 80 years old." Huang Shaotian said firmly.

"That's not bad." Yu Wenzhou said, "In the torrent of the times, stick to your original heart... your original stomach."

Huang Shaotian glanced at him: "Even if you say so, I still have to eat, right?"

Yu Wenzhou smiled without saying a word.

"This reminds me of Lan Yu's cafeteria." Huang Shaotian picked up a chopstick, "Then you will be exactly the same as now, you will be the devil of okra, and your lines will not change."

"Really?" Yu Wenzhou tilted his head and thought for a while, "Shaotian..."

"...Don't throw away the okra." They said in unison.

The clerk stretched her head to look into the awning, not knowing what topic made the two customers laugh so happily.The sun is just right here, but farther away it seems that the rain has just stopped. Under the clouds in the corner of the sky, there are green mountains shrouded in mist.

Huang Shaotian put the spoon back into the empty bowl.He ate all the okra before he knew it, and it still didn't taste very good, but it was just as he remembered it from a long time ago.

"Master, did you remember something again?" the robot said softly.

"You can see it?" Huang Shaotian asked back.

"First of all, according to your facial recognition and pupil reaction, you have been in a trance when you just ate." The robot replied, "Secondly, when you suffer from amnesia, you will always slowly remember something like this."

"I remembered a little bit, but not enough." Huang Shaotian said to himself.

He opened the calendar on the robot and looked at it.People from relatives or friends' families often come to visit, but today no one made an appointment to visit, and he had nothing to do all day.Huang Shaotian decided to trim the garden first, ask the purchasing robot to buy some daily necessities, and then take a walk around the house in the afternoon, recalling the person he couldn't think of.

The garden of the house is not as exquisite as the gardening brochures, but the plants and trees in it are all made by themselves, which looks particularly fulfilling.When Huang Shaotian came to the courtyard, someone on the side road shouted good morning to him.

It was a young girl out walking her dog who lived not far from his house.Huang Shaotian waved to her with a smile, opened the snow-white fence gate, and let her and her puppy in.

The dog knew him very well, and he didn't run around in the garden, and rubbed his head against his trouser legs very obediently.

"You still look so good today." The girl picked up the puppy who was still acting like a baby, then remembered something, and put it down again, "By the way, I'm here to deliver something. I don't know what to do with a package. What happened, it was your address, but it was sent to our house...Here, I brought it here for you!"

She took out a waterproof paper package from her backpack and handed it to the owner of the house.

"Thank you." Huang Shaotian said with a smile, "I really trouble you."

The girl happily took the dog for a walk.Only then did Huang Shaotian look at the receipt on the package, the printed name was his own, and the date was a month ago.He felt a little strange. It stands to reason that there are almost no wrong packages delivered these days. The procurement robot can do a lot of things well, and he doesn't know how the package got to the neighbor's house.

The outdoor robot slid over, Huang Shaotian handed it the package, let it send the things back to the house, and took the water bottle to take care of the flower garden.

He can no longer wield large shears or push a lawnmower around the yard with the same ease as before, but robots are also increasingly helping.The outdoor robot that came back from the house followed him, filling his empty water bottle at any time.Huang Shaotian walked slowly beside a row of flowers, still thinking about the package in his mind, obviously it was closely related to his cohabitant, because he couldn't remember when he ordered such a strange package.

The varieties of these flowers were all selected by him himself, and he stared at the bright colors in the sunlight, hoping that he could suddenly recall some fragments like before.

In the fourth year when the two of them moved into this house, Huang Shaotian proposed to keep a pet.

There are only two people in the family and a robot system. Although friends often visit, the house still seems too spacious occasionally.They summed it up and decided to go to the rescue center to adopt one back. Huang Shaotian prefers cats or dogs, while Yu Wenzhou said that everything is good except for parrots.

Huang Shaotian said what do you mean, I must raise a parrot.

... I don't even think about the parrots from the rescue center.

They eventually came back with a dog in their arms.It is not a purebred that can be named at a glance. It is very cute with a round head and a round brain. When it first arrived at home, it was so small that people felt that it would cry when touched.

For it to be able to take care of the nursing home, Huang Shaotian said, it will take at least ten or eight years.

Of course, neither of the two expected the puppy to take on any substantial work.They checked a lot of information for this new member of the family, took turns taking care of it with the robot, and raised it from two cubs the size of a palm to a majestic one.In fact, because of its round head, no matter how majestic it is, it will not be majestic, but the puppy always looks handsome by itself.

There is another reason why it can't be majestic. When it grew up, the owners discussed naming it, and Huang Shaotian nominated it: "Look at how round it is, let's call it Xiaopang!"

"It's a good name." Yu Wenzhou voted for it without sympathy, and this soft name was decided.

Little Fatty grew up in the blink of an eye, and he was able to follow Huang Shaotian around in a short time.Although it is usually quite naughty, it seems to know that things in the garden should not be touched randomly, and it always looks very good in the yard.In their spare time, they often trim the garden under the umbrella raised by the robot. Yu Wenzhou slowly waters the garden with a kettle, Huang Shaotian swings the garden scissors like the wind on the other side, Xiaopang runs around among them, acting like a baby one by one, perfect Interpreted the primary school math problem of "how far did Er Que Gou run from one end to the other end and back again between two people who gradually met".

But what it is most afraid of is the lawnmower. When it first heard the robot mowing the lawn, it almost jumped into the kitchen trash can in fright. Huang Shaotian also found out the fact that it was trying to steal chicken legs, and grabbed it. Ear whispered for a long time.

When Yu Wenzhou was brought back, he took a photo of Xiaopang and said he would keep it as a souvenir.Every once in a while, Xiaopang has new photos added to the photo album in the computer.It grew up slowly, and Yu Wenzhou changed many cameras, but the photo album is still there.

Later, they also installed a recording plug-in in the robot system. No matter whether they were in the study room or the living room, in the yard or among the flowers, the robot would always take some photos and videos for them at the right time.The flowers in the garden change from generation to generation, the fence in the yard changes from blue to white, and all the years are recorded in the virtual light and shadow.

In the tenth year, Fatty began to be unable to walk.

Although remote diagnosis technology has been developed now, they still go to the clinic with it.The doctor's judgment was just as they expected. This is an irreversible disease, and it is also inevitable aging and death.On the way back, Yu Wenzhou drove the car silently, while Huang Shaotian hugged Xiaopang in the back seat; some hair on its neck was shaved, and it seemed not as round as before, and it only put its head on the owner's lap Come up, and look up with those dark eyes.

After growing into a big dog from chubby, Huang Shaotian seldom picked it up because this guy was really heavy.But this time when he got out of the car and walked back with Xiaopang in his arms, he felt that the dog in his arms had never been so light.

...How could it have never been so light?He still remembered that when he brought it back from the rescue center on the first day, it was lying in the box and weighed like a small bird or a bag of chestnuts. Who would have thought that it would grow so big later.

Xiaopang seldom went out, and always lay quietly on the blanket in the living room.The children in the neighbor's house usually play very well with Xiaopang. When they heard that he was sick, they would bring all kinds of food to visit him.The child asked Xiaopang what happened, and would he get better?Yu Wenzhou said, no matter what happens in the future, Xiaopang is very happy to see you now.

Xiaopang rubbed against the children's legs, but he couldn't eat those things anymore.

It is happiest when it is with its two owners.They spend a lot of time with Xiaopang, although he can neither speak nor remember the past, but even if he just pats him quietly, he will feel very happy.Yu Wenzhou ordered a retro version of the handmade photo album, and put all the photos taken for Xiaopang together, and sometimes they just turned the pages for Xiaopang to see.As for whether Xiaopang can see the photo clearly, the two of them have never figured it out, but at least they can see it.

Those happy pictures of the past are neatly arranged in time.

On a sunny day, they carried Xiaopang to the yard and took him to see the flowers that bloomed in summer and the neat lawn.Huang Shaotian said, look, these are the flowers we planted, Xiaopang, you are very good, you have never made trouble here.Now is a rare opportunity, do you want to roll in the flowers?

Of course Xiaopang couldn't understand what he was talking about.It probably just thought its owner looked sad, so it nuzzled his hand.

There is no classic picture like a movie lens. The dog named Xiaopang, but now not fat at all, hangs his head and closes his eyes in the sun.

Later that day, Huang Shaotian stood alone by the fence in the yard, looking at the road that was gradually blurred in the twilight, as if Xiaopang would run back from the end of the road just like he did when he was a child, wagging his tail and swinging his short legs. like home.It would first bark twice in a very disturbing voice, then use its chubby head to open the fence gate specially reserved for him, and run briskly down the steps into the house.It might be scolded by Huang Shaotian's ears, or it might hide in the corner of the wall and tremble under Yu Wenzhou's inscrutable smile, but after everyone finished dinner, it would still slip into the living room after being cleaned, jump on The sofa, insisting on squeezing between the two people leaning together to watch the TV that it can't understand at all.

He still remembered that when Xiaopang was very young, he said that it would take at least ten or eight years for him to take care of the home.The days passed so quickly, and it passed in a blink of an eye. The yard was so empty, and there was no more lively figure.

Huang Shaotian felt someone pat him on the shoulder.He didn't move, and after a while, the other party hugged him from behind.It was an intimate hug only suitable for young people. The two big men seemed a little naive, but no one cared about it in the night.

"There will be no more little fat in the future." He said.

Yu Wenzhou said, "Didn't you expect it to leave so early?"

"It's not unexpected..." Huang Shaotian said slowly, "But it's still quite sad."

"Me too." Yu Wenzhou whispered, "But if you go back to the day you adopted it, you would still choose to bring it back, right?"

"of course."

"Then there is nothing to regret." Yu Wenzhou said.

Because of those happy memories, goodbyes are sad.Even so, we still had so many good times - if Xiaopang could talk, whether it was the last question or not, the answer would definitely be "loved".

In our limited life, let us accompany each other.

Huang Shaotian came back from the garden, washed his hands, and walked up the stairs to the study.The indoor robot followed him, the package on its head.

"I think a lot about Xiaopang." He said, "Is that photo album still there?"

"It's in the study, you'll see it on the shelf," the robot said from behind.

This study room is not small, with a large desk on one side and two computer equipment facing each other on the other side.Huang Shaotian still remembers that they looked the same when they first moved in, they have been updated for many years, the non-mobile devices on the table are getting more and more advanced, those old ones are not thrown away, they are all stored in the warehouse downstairs .They won't let the robot help in this matter, and the two of them carried the old computers into the warehouse, like a solemn farewell ceremony for them.

He couldn't believe that just now, he couldn't remember this.They are as vivid as yesterday, how can people forget them?

Huang Shaotian sat down in the chair in the study, the sky outside the window was getting dark, and the robot turned on the lamp for him.He removed the glasses from his shirt pocket, put them on, and began to unwrap the package.He found that one of the house numbers on the address sheet was not written clearly when transcribing it. No wonder it was sent to someone else's house.

Inside the package is a thick book with a very bright dark blue cover, which looks like an old photo album in the old days.He looked at the spine and thought it looked familiar; then he got up and searched along the shelves and found a whole row of thick volumes within easy reach.

He pulled them out one by one, and the robot slid over to help.There are dozens of these, and it is very spectacular to spread out on the desk.

The book in the package is placed between them, and it can be seen that it is from the same series.Huang Shaotian patiently arranged them according to the numbers marked on the spine, and then picked up the first book.

A page fell out of the title page.It seems to be a medical certificate, but everything has been digitalized and virtualized a long time ago, and he hasn't seen such a physical list for a long time.He took a closer look, and found that the contents of the form were still handwritten, and the handwriting felt very familiar to him, and he knew who wrote it almost without thinking.

He adjusted his glasses and read the handwritten medical certificate.

The patient column filled in Huang Shaotian's name, and the time was two years ago.This list indicates Huang Shaotian's amnesia: when the symptoms flare up, he will forget a certain person (in this case, his partner), but with proper stimulation and cooperation with treatment, he will forget a certain person. Slowly regain those lost memories.The back of the paper states that symptoms have occurred four times in the past two years, each time with the help of the patient's family.

Huang Shaotian recalled the time when they were picking out photo albums side by side.There are not so many physical photo albums in this era. They ordered an online photo album delivery service, and every once in a while, the uploaded photos would be printed into an old-style photo album and mailed to their homes.He carefully clamped the medical certificate among the pages, opened the first photo album, and the faces of the two young people rushed into his eyes unexpectedly.

They didn't have so many photos when they were teenagers, and it's another matter when the media took them later.Huang Shaotian flipped through these photos slowly. At the back of this volume was a photo of them posing with the championship trophy. The smiles of the young people on the screen were so contagious, radiant with glory, he couldn't help smiling.

Volume by volume, they gradually mature in the picture.The album contains many photos from their travels, the sunrise and sunset on the top of the mountain, the white sandy beach stretching by the sea, the unreliable cabin by the forest, the gloves held together by the two in the ice and snow, their holding hands in front of the ancient city. They took a group photo with a bouquet; the rest are the traces they left in this house, chubby in front of the circulation heater disguised as a fireplace, they watched the game with beef jerky and beer on the sofa, at the end of winter in the small Sowing seeds in the yard hoping they will bloom, lying in a bamboo chair on summer nights to watch the stars... every bit of it is an insignificant old memory.

Huang Shaotian felt that he seemed to remember many things, but also seemed to remember nothing.Those days full of warmth will never come back again.

"Captain?" Huang Shaotian asked.

Yu Wenzhou was startled, then laughed: "It's been a long time since I've heard you call me that."

"I just remembered this part." Huang Shaotian followed him up the stairs, "Fortunately I remembered a little bit, otherwise I would have called the police."

"It's not like you didn't suffer from amnesia before," Yu Wenzhou said, "I never saw you call the police."

He pushed open the door of the study.Huang Shaotian watched curiously as he took a stack of thick books from the shelf with the help of the robot, and spread them on the table: "What is this?"

"Photo album." Yu Wenzhou checked the numbers on the spine one by one, and found the first one, "It can help you think of me."

"Who still uses photo albums these days..." Huang Shaotian said halfway, "Wait, I seem to have a little impression."

"You chose this design." Yu Wenzhou took out a piece of paper from the title page and began to write something on the back.Huang Shaotian went over to take a look, and found that it was a record about his amnesia attack.

"Have I lost my memory several times before?" He couldn't imagine it.

"You don't even remember." Yu Wenzhou said with a smile.He is old, and he still has the old-fashioned appearance with a smile, "But it doesn't matter, I will always remember it."

Huang Shaotian sat on the chair next to him: "Then why did you copy this medical certificate by hand?"

"If I can't accompany you one day in the future," Yu Wenzhou wrote the last stroke, "you will know what's going on with you when you see this."

He opened the photo album, and the two of them looked at it together.Huang Shaotian was a little confused at first, but gradually, those memories began to come back to his mind.Looking at those pictures, the joy and sorrow of the past days seemed to have never left, and they reappeared in this study bit by bit.

The hands of the two people on the side of the chair are held together, as if they are taking a small boat together and crossing the long river of time.

When the last album was closed, Huang Shaotian didn't speak for a long time.Yu Wenzhou said, "Remember?"

"I remembered."

Yu Wenzhou smiled and said, "Remember me?"

Huang Shaotian leaned on his shoulder just like when he was young. "Even if I forget it later," he said, "I can still remember it."

After Yu Wenzhou was diagnosed with the disease, he stayed in the hospital for a while.