People's memories are always so fragile. There are so many reasons to forget memories, a magic formula, a cup of magic wine... But among so many reasons, the most regrettable one is probably time, right?
It had been so long, and coupled with the fact that she had been suffering from the disease, she had forgotten many things from before; who was he? What was his name? What was his past with her?
She often fell asleep out of exhaustion while basking in the sun, and then woke up suddenly. Sometimes she would forget where she was, or even who the person serving her with a familiar face was.
Aging and time were eating away at her memory step by step. When she was awake, she was afraid that she would forget him. So one night, when her children and grandchildren had all gone to sleep, she dragged her weak body up, touched the sewing box on the table, took out the golden scissors, and carved his name on her dry arm bit by bit...
The funny thing is, when she tried her best not to forget his name, she had already forgotten half of his name - Xiao Yan. She only remembered that she called him that when she was a child. It was not because she was older than him. On the contrary, she was two years younger than him, so this name seemed to be called to show intimacy, right?
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