At this moment, Alex had arrived at the airport. While idly sitting and waiting, he suddenly felt something was off.
"Wait a minute, I feel like there's something wrong with my memories. But what exactly is wrong?"
He occasionally had strange feelings, but due to not having time to dig deeper into the issue, he pushed it aside for now.
After thinking for a while, he finally realized the problem—it was his emotions.
He now understood, his thoughts finally becoming clear. He laughed:
"Hahaha, so that's it, that's it. I knew something was strange. How could I possibly cry so sorrowfully when a loved one dies? Cry over something inevitable? That's simply impossible. Damn it, I even cursed God. It's truly ridiculous. I didn't expect God to tweak a few minor details just to give me a more thrilling experience."
He rarely cursed, but at this moment, he couldn't help himself. He never expected God to meddle with such small details.
