What was she looking at? What was she remembering? And what was she thinking about?
"Do you have my identity card?" the man asked the woman beside him all of a sudden.
The woman's facial expression changed, and she rolled her eyes. "It's almost done, but it's just a temporary one. You didn't tell me who you are. If you want to find out about your past, you should recall it yourself."
The man pursed his lips. The long moment of silence that followed was hollow, with no sign of any emotion.
"How much do you know about me?" he asked again.
"Not much." The woman shook her head. "I've told you before that we knew each other through the Internet. You came to meet me, but there was a flood on that day. You got injured as you saved me, and you happened to have injured your head. So, you've forgotten your past, but you don't need to worry."
