"Si Ang, what do you want to hear?"
Richie watched Si Ang return and sit back down on the sofa.
He was now sprawled across the sofa, propping his head on his elbow as he gazed at Si Ang in an alluring pose.
Si Ang thought for a moment.
"How about telling me where you live?"
Richie blurted out,
"I live in Room 201, Unit 3, Star Community, Heze, Shandong, China. I'm in Class 38, Grade 3 at Star Elementary School. My birthday is January 1, 2015.
Is there anything else you want to know?"
Si Ang thought for a moment, then turned and fetched a notebook and a pen from a desk.
"How about drawing what you look like in that world? I want to know what you look like there."
Richie immediately sat up, crossed his legs on the sofa, set the notebook on his lap, and took the pen to draw a quick sketch for Si Ang.
"This is what I look like in that world! Black eyes, black hair, and about this tall!"
Richie gestured in the air.
Si Ang took Richie's sketch and desperately tried to burn his appearance into his mind.
Seeing how anxious Si Ang was, a faint, bitter smile flickered across Richie's lips.
Si Ang was going to forget him anyway, so there was no harm in showing him now.
After studying the drawing of Richie in that world over and over, committing every strand of hair to memory,
Si Ang closed the notebook and put it back where it had been on the desk.
"Richie, could you please not erase my memories? Like you said, the main characters are the Forger family, and you're just an outsider.
That means my presence in this world doesn't really matter either. Since I don't