She found that after talking about her hair, her thoughts seemed to become slightly clearer. She didn't know if this was an illusion. Or was it just a small habitual action before she lost her memory?
Because she felt that the temperature around her was starting to drop, she buttoned her sleeves again, then arranged her hair slightly, and continued walking forward.
The street was quite long. When she looked around, she saw that the buildings were very sparse and there were many abandoned and demolished houses. The sanitary condition was extremely bad. There were random piles of garbage everywhere, and many walls were covered with various random advertising graffiti.
Most of the green belts are not maintained carefully, and most of the vegetation has been trampled and withered. The most ridiculous thing is that the walls of a public toilet on the roadside are cracked, completely unable to cover the inside.
She covered her nose, and the wind began to blow away the stench from the garbage piles around her, which made her feel quite uncomfortable. In contrast, after walking for so long, she couldn't even see a single trash can on the road.
.
At this time, she saw an Internet cafe in front of her. The signboard of the Internet cafe said "Red Star Internet Cafe", but the star faded so badly that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
When she saw the Internet cafe, she immediately walked forward, thinking that she might be able to find a way to contact the outside world inside. There might be a public phone.
However, when she walked to the Internet cafe, she found that the door was still locked and it was dark inside, with rows of computers vaguely visible.
"It's locked again...why is there no place to open the door?"
She crouched down and sat at the door of the Internet cafe, looking quite helpless. Directly opposite the Internet cafe was a food stall restaurant, with the words "Spicy Crayfish Malatang BBQ Beer" clearly written on the signboard. Looking at it made people greedy and couldn't help but
She felt hungry in her stomach. But this food stall was obviously managed by General Iron.
"Um?"
At this moment, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something on a few open-air tables in front of the food stall restaurant.
She was stunned for a moment, then walked up quickly.
Then, she saw that there was food on those tables.
There were pots of bright red crayfish and mountains of shrimp shells next to them. On the table next to them, there were some leftover barbecue and a plate of oysters.
She was stunned and sat down.
Next to the pot of crayfish, there were two cans of beer. When she picked them up, they were still half full.
"Hmm? This is it?"
Then, she found a piece of paper under the shrimp shell.
She took out the piece of paper.
Although it was stained with a lot of oily smell, she could still clearly see the writing on the piece of paper. It was a checkout from a food stall, with spicy crayfish, Tsingtao beer, etc. written on it.
"Good food stall... 50% off discount... Address: No. 33, Xialin Road, Youming Town, contact number... Date, May 28, 2020..."
Youming Town...Xialin Road?
The name of this town is Youming Town?
The oil stains on this bill have not completely dried out, apparently because it has been buried under the pile of crayfish shells. There are still a lot of crayfish left in the pot, and she can still smell the fragrance.
Obviously... not too much time has passed since this pot of crayfish was made and brought to the table.
"Youming Town, why do you always feel that the name of this town sounds so unlucky?"
At present, I finally know the name of this town and today’s date, which is May 28, 2020. However, just knowing these is of no use at all.
But... she felt very strange. Why didn't the food stall owner clear away these leftovers after closing the store? Instead, he just left them on the dining table?
"So many crayfish were wasted like this?" She could easily deduce from the shrimp shells and the remaining lobsters in the basin that the customer who ordered only ate half of it. Even if it was a waste, it would not be a waste.
Has it come to this? From the two cans of beer, we can tell that there are two people eating. Two people went out to eat crayfish and only ate half of it? From this bill, we can judge that apart from the crayfish and beer, they
Didn't order anything else.
She picked up a crayfish and felt that it was still a little warm. At this time, her stomach became even more hungry than expected. She subconsciously looked around and began to peel the crayfish in her hand.
"Hmm...the taste of this mochi is really authentic...authentic...authentic?"
She suddenly discovered that she was quite skilled at peeling shrimps, and when she tasted the crayfish meat, she subconsciously said the word "authentic", as if her taste had a memory of the crayfish.
"Before I lost my memory, I should have liked eating spicy crayfish..."
The taste of shrimp roe is still lingering on my tongue. Although it is a little cold, it actually feels pretty good.
"Anyway, I've eaten everything. Let's eat more."
However, she began to gain a little confidence in retrieving her memory. Her memory was not completely blocked. With the help of crayfish, she began to recall whether she could recall anything.
"Crayfish...crayfish...crayfish..."
After a long time, a hazy memory began to appear in my mind.
“Ah Ning, if you want to eat crayfish, you have to come to this food stall, it’s the most authentic!”
She blinked suddenly!
However, as soon as this memory surfaced, it immediately dissipated. No matter how much I recalled it, I couldn't remember anything.
Who was the person who appeared in her memory just now? She couldn't remember who the speaker was at all. She only felt that she had a very close relationship with the speaker.
"A Ning...is my name An Ning?"
She looked at the crayfish in front of her, pursed her lips, took out another one and started peeling it. Sure enough, she was really good at peeling crayfish. It was obvious that before she lost her memory, she was a foodie who loved crayfish.
Who is the person in the memory? Is it my relative?
"I just lost my memory. If I can't find that person, he will definitely be worried, right?"
After eating a few more crayfish, she stood up and continued walking forward. Now, she could only hope to find a phone booth. But then again, even if there was a public phone booth, she didn't have coins, so there was nothing she could do.
Make a phone call.
"There will always be people, right? In such a town, there shouldn't be no one at all, right?"
That food stall is obviously still open during the day, and it shouldn't be too late now, otherwise the crayfish would have been completely cold after a night, and there wouldn't be any residual warmth.
"Youming Town...Am I a person who lives in this town, or am I a person who comes here to travel?"
If you are here for tourism, this place really doesn’t have any tourism value.
"Or...are you here on a business trip? No, if you are here on a business trip, why don't you have a mobile phone wallet on you? Was it stolen?"
Why did she lose her memory? She had checked the car before and there was no sign of an accident.
"Why did I lose my memory? Is it an external impact, or...Alzheimer's disease?"
She was startled when she thought of the latter possibility. Although Alzheimer's disease usually affects the elderly, it is not impossible for young people to get it. She has no memory and does not know whether she has this disease.
Family history.
"It's possible..." She raised her palm, thinking about the words on it, "Did my family or myself write this, because I knew in advance that I would lose my memory? But if so, what words were written on it?
And why did it disappear?”
Thinking about it carefully, she still felt something was wrong. If that was the case, there was no reason why she wouldn't have her family by her side. If she got lost, she wouldn't be able to show up in a car when she regained her memory, right?
"Speaking of it... it's very strange. The car is parked in the wrong place. How can a car park in the middle of the road? There are obviously many open spaces nearby where you can park."
In this small town, there is indeed no formal parking place, but it is too strange to park the car in the middle of the road. The same goes for several other unoccupied cars, as if they were randomly abandoned on the road.
, the parking position is too strange.
Suddenly……
She stopped.
Right in the middle of the road ahead, an open umbrella fell.
She walked to the front of the umbrella and found that half of the umbrella's bracket was broken, and it could only be barely supported on the ground by the other half of the bracket.