A boy with glasses ran across the street and stopped in surprise when he saw Natsuki.

"Why are you here? Yuta?"

Xia Shu realized it and turned around: "Are you calling me?"

"Of course," the bespectacled boy wondered, "Are you okay, Yuta? Although we have only known each other for a short time, it is so sad that you treat me like a stranger!"

"Feel sorry."

Natsuki picked up the milk from the vending machine and smiled.

"I seem to have lost my memory, and now I can't even go home."

"Huh?" the boy with glasses reacted exaggeratedly, "Amnesia? Are you kidding me?"

"It's true."

"Well……"

…

Xiangjia is located in a verandah-style apartment building, which doesn't look very wealthy.

Natsuki followed the boy with glasses upstairs and stopped at a door in the middle.

"This is it... If I find out you're playing, you'll be dead!"

"Feel sorry."

Natsuki gently swiped the door lock.

"I seem to have lost my key too..."

"No way?"

The bespectacled boy looked suspiciously and turned around to ring the doorbell. When he found no response, he bent down and checked his surroundings.

"Your parents don't seem to be at home... According to my experience, the key is probably somewhere here... Eh? No..."

After an awkward silence for a while, the boy with glasses bravely said to Xia Shu: "There is no other way. Let's go to my house to stay today. It just so happens that I am the only one at home."

"Trouble."

Natsuki looked away from the door.

He didn't care where he lived, it was better to be away from his family.

However, it is still questionable whether this world has a family for him. Maybe it will never appear, it is just a concept.

"Um, why do you feel so weird today, Yuta?" The boy with eyes asked doubtfully, "You seem like my uncle. Will you still be like this if you lose your memory?"

"You are thinking too much."
Chapter completed!