A soft, numb drizzle floated in the sky. Different from the cold at the beginning of the month, the rain seemed to bring new vitality, making the world look green and green.
"Is it raining?"
On the roadside, Gao Yi, dressed in regular clothes, stretched out his hand to pick up some raindrops.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he greeted someone unknown: "The rain is getting heavier, come with me."
On the street, the signboard of a coffee shop flickered in the rain, like fireflies in the dark night, attracting Gao Yi to step forward, push open the shop door, and quickly hide in.
Ding bell~
The welcome bell on the door rang loudly.
The store manager who heard the voice came forward and patted Gao Yi on the shoulder with enthusiasm: "Welcome, dear customer."
"Hello, boss."
Gao Yi's originally indifferent expression was somewhat frozen. When he looked at the uncle store manager wearing a small round hat and round-framed glasses, he felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
"This rain is really heavy."
The uncle walked to the front of the store, looked at the rising water vapor outside the glass, put his hands on his hips, and sighed to himself: "I guess no customers will come."
"Oh, by the way, guest, what would you like to drink?"
After realizing it, he turned around, looked at Gao Yi, who was just trying to escape the rain, and enthusiastically recommended: "I highly recommend our signature coffee, which is ground by the store manager himself..."
Gao Yi originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought that he was borrowing someone else's land, it was reasonable to buy a cup of coffee, so he followed the words and agreed.
"Come quickly."
Seeing the store manager going to the back room to select coffee beans, Gao Yi waved towards the door of the store: "It's raining so hard now, it's hard for us to move, so let's take a rest first."
At the entrance of the empty store, the floor made a slight creaking sound, as if something was walking on it.
Through Gao Yi's perspective, you can see a middle-aged uncle standing at the door of the coffee shop. Seeing Gao Yi's actions, he quickly followed him.
"Little brother, tell me, can I really get my memory back?"
The uncle was led by Gao Yi to sit down inside, and said without confidence: "After you left that day, I sat and thought for a long time, but I couldn't remember anything. Do you think I have Alzheimer's disease..."
He rambled a lot himself, but Gao Yi remained silent, obviously having something on his mind.
More than ten hours have passed since he returned home yesterday and successfully found the soul of the amnesiac uncle. However, during this period, no matter what method Gao Yi used to guide him, he could not really make him think of anything.
And the most important point.
The uncle didn't realize that he was dead and was just a soul.
The hidden cognitive shielding caused him to selectively ignore a series of abnormal behaviors such as lurking through walls.
In the eyes of the uncle, he is not a wandering soul with an unknown origin, but rather like a patient who has been separated from his family due to amnesia and urgently needs to find his original identity.
"well."
Gao Yi sighed, obviously very dissatisfied with the progress of the project he was responsible for.
According to the news from Xiaodi yesterday, Zishan has launched a thorough investigation, and many large-scale equipment has been sent to the depths, and is expected to be excavated under the farmhouse.
As for the specific reason, we have to wait for Xiao Di’s news today.
"Young man, why are you sighing?"
The store manager who was making coffee at the bar heard Gao Yi sighing and said with a smile: "If you have any difficulties, you can tell us. Our store has an additional trouble-talking program~"
Gao Yi followed the direction of the store manager's finger and saw a wall densely covered with sticky notes. When he got closer and took a closer look, almost all of them were customers' troubles.
Like - "Why do you have to work overtime? Why doesn't the boss give you a 414?"
And - "Are you mistaken? How can he be so good at it? Mader can't sleep tonight."
Or - "Does she like me? Should I take the initiative to confess my love? It's so annoying, why don't I try it today..."
While brewing coffee carefully, the store manager raised his head and explained to Gao Yi: "People's illnesses are often psychological. My main purpose is to put my worries on post-it notes and then use my coffee to make them."
…”
Gao Yi watched him coming with two cups of coffee, placed them gently on the table, and continued to introduce: "Made for the place where I work, original blended coffee, also known as -"
"Ah, I haven't thought about it yet."
The store manager scratched his head, sat opposite Gao Yi, and invited with a smile: "Try it, you will never be disappointed."
Gao Yi pushed a cup of coffee in front of his uncle's soul, then he picked up the cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
A feeling he had never experienced before spread in his mouth.
emmn...it's not bad to drink, on the contrary, it has a bit of a kick to it.
Gao Yi raised his head and glanced at the shop manager's saucy little round hat and round-rimmed glasses, and suddenly felt a little glad that this guy didn't become an astronaut.
"how?"
"It's a little bitter."
Gao Yi tried his best to look professional and took another sip: "But it's very fragrant and delicious."
"Right."
The store manager smiled and nodded: “These are all coffee beans I cultivated myself.
"So now, after drinking my coffee, can you talk about your troubles? Young people, if you keep carrying things on your own, you will eventually collapse."
"If I want to speak out, I need to communicate more with everyone."
Gao Yi looked at the uncle next to him who was feeling the aroma of coffee, and touched his chin, but he thought it was okay, so he skillfully used the rhetoric of friends: "I have a friend..."
"He has lost his memory."
On the glass window of the coffee shop, there is constant rapid rain beating down, and the gentle sound of Gaoyi is like spring water flowing through the rocks, quiet and resentful.
"Amnesia? That sounds like something I can relate to."
Upon hearing this, the store manager immediately became energetic: "I picked up a young man in the alley before. He was fair and clean, and he also had amnesia."
"Guess what happened to me next?"
Gao Yizheng was about to complain that you didn't intend to reshape your personality, but the store manager spoke first, looking out the window with a rather nostalgic look on his face.
"I took him to many places and found many things that impressed him..."
"Once, I took out a science magazine, and he got excited. I asked him if he remembered anything, whether he was a scientist before..."
"Later I found out that when he was a child, his father used this issue of the science magazine to spank him several times..."
"puff--"
Gao Yi almost spit out a sip of coffee, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Human, what a wonderful thing."
The store manager had a smile on his lips and a distant look: "The things you have done in your life will not be erased, but will be stamped on your own book like a seal."
"Whether you forget them or not, their existence will never disappear."
"Ah, by the way, there are cakes being baked in the kitchen. I'll go over and take a look first. It won't be good if it's burnt. That's it. See you later."
The store manager suddenly stood up from his seat, picked up his apron, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.
"Oops, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh -"
Gao Yi looked at his leaving back and murmured to himself: "Are there any traces?"
"Uncle, you..."
He turned his head and was about to check on his uncle, but when he reached his mouth, he suddenly stopped.
The uncle stared blankly at the cup of coffee in front of him, but tears were rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
"I……"
He slowly stretched out his hands, wanting to touch his cheeks: "Why are you crying?"
"I obviously forgot a lot of things."
"But why...coffee...just wants to cry..."
"What on earth am I..."
He tremblingly hugged his head and rolled into a ball: "Woooooooo..."