Yuchen shook his head slightly when he looked at the cleaned house. In this small house, there were too many stories about himself and his girlfriend. The tall, beautiful and innocent girl chose to leave. Why was Yuchen himself very clear about it. Because he had been in society for so many years, he had been experiencing glitter, unreality, and often deceived, and at this age, he still had no career foundation. He finally lost him forever.

He closed the door and seemed to remember something again. He pushed open the door and took down a black and white photo on the wall that had been modified by Photoshop and embedded in the frame, and rubbed it with cherished stroking it in his hands. He is an enthusiast of military history. How many times did his girlfriend hold his neck behind him and not allow him to go to the BBS of military history? She also mischievously changed the famous photo of Chiang Kai-shek standing behind Sun Yat-sen to himself standing behind him.

If there is another chance to start over again, how willing is to not spend any time on anything else, but to simply accompany her, look at her, and think about her?

When she left, she had taken away everything, leaving only this photo frame, which seemed to be lingering with her breath, her smell, and her laughter.

There is nothing worth lingering in this city. Yuchen has found a job in another city, so he can start over again in another place. Life always needs to continue.

When Yuchen took the key and reached out to open the car door, a blue light flashed by, the car was still there, but the person was gone.

That night, the local TV station reported a piece of news: "A young man in our city was hit by a lightning during the day and disappeared from the scene immediately. Relevant experts have launched an investigation into this phenomenon..." On the TV screen, a photo of Yuchen smiled so reservedly. In front of the TV, a tall and beautiful girl fell in tears.
Chapter completed!