She went upstairs, passed by Edward's room and slowed down, closed the open door before entering her room.

In the room, the sunset shines on the white sheets, and the locks on the drawer stay there quietly, with memories of sleeping for thousands of years inside.

She picked up the black hairpin on the table, stuffed one end of the hairpin into the lock and stirred it for a while, then pulled the lock hard, and the lock did not move at all.

The issuing the card was useless, so she ran to the storage room and took the toolbox up, using the hammer inside to hit the lock, making a "bang bang" sound in the room.

Half an hour passed, and she sat dejectedly on the chair, and the lock in front of her remained the same.

Suddenly she heard the sound of the alarm clock, and first said softly. When she held her breath and listened carefully, she could hear it more clearly. More than one alarm clock was ringing.

She got up and walked out of the room, pushing Edward's room away in the sound. All the furniture in the room was covered with white dust cloth, and the sound came from behind a piano.

After lifting the cloth covering the piano, she got an alarm clock. There was also a note under the white keyboard. The pen on the note looked very beautiful, "When you spend supper, pay attention to eating."

"Edward." She covered her mouth and choked out. He knew she would be lonely and would not be able to adapt. So would he use this method to cheer himself up again?

The sound in the room continued. At this moment, she was no longer as sad as Edward disappeared, and the frustration of not being able to unlock the lock. She devoted herself to finding the second alarm clock.

The second alarm clock was found in the refrigerator in the kitchen. There were many fresh-keeping bowls in the refrigerator. She took out one casually. The bowl was filled with salad, and you could vaguely see strawberries and purple cabbage cut into pieces.

She took out the second one, which was filled with mashed potatoes and a note on it, "This may not taste good, after all, my cooking skills are really bad."

The alarm clock continued to ring. She closed the refrigerator door, but she was no longer so sad. Instead, she was satisfied with the care. She was like an adventure child, looking forward to finding something later.

The third alarm clock was found in the bookcase. There was nothing there, no note, and the book was read. She felt a little strange, and then took it again and knew that a bunch of discs were found at the bottom of the bookshelf.

She casually pulled out a disc, which was the first time she and Edward rented a disc together and watched at home. Half a year later, she picked up the disc again.

The sound of the alarm clock gradually dimmed, and only the last sound could be heard. She searched for a long time, but finally found it in the potted plant on the windowsill.

The sunset had only a little tail left, and the faint sunlight rushed in through the window desperately, falling down the orange light of the triangle on her fingers.

She dug out the alarm clock, and there was a copper key on the hook of the alarm clock.

Tears burst out from her eyes, and she trembled with her cell phone to call Edward, "Hello, the phone you called has been turned off."

"He's gone," she murmured in a low voice, holding the key up to the second floor.

The room was already in a mess. She pushed away everything on the table and solemnly inserted the key into the keyhole.

The notebook was quietly lying at the bottom of a pile of debris. She picked it up, then turned on a small desk lamp, put her slender fingers on the cover, and fumbled for a while before opening it.

"Today I lost my memory for ten hours. I really want to thank Edward here. He is the best friend in the world. If I hadn't been him, I would have ended up miserably. But when I was recovering my memory, I was so eager to return to you. I remembered that we used to sit on the hillside together.
Chapter completed!