prologue
Growing Pains/ efface / July 2018 /
"So, which one?"
"What?"
"The memory you want me to erase it."
"You don't know yet?"
"I know." The old man sigh. "Just to make sure--and maybe to swipe your doubt away."
"All about him."
The old man silent as his eyes keep staring at the young man in front of him. His face full of bruises. His eyes still swollen. And he still has the bandage around his elbow.
He's not only in pain physically, but also mentally.
The young man looks soulless--sometimes when the old man ask a few of questions, he doesn't hear it.
His body is full of bruises, his heart already broken, and just wait till he really lost in his mind.
The old man sigh, and finally touch his old sand hourglass.
"Let's start right now."
After that, the young man shut his eyes amd he can see his painful memories as clear as crystal.
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