The cold water in the pool is cold and piercing, but Xiao Ling's face is complicated. As soon as he comes here, he senses the things in the pool. Handsome face can not say bleak and helpless.

"wow." There is not much water in the pool, but it also submerges his feet. He feels the chilling cold, the cold water in the pool. Xiao Ling doesn't care. He cares about what the things in front are, so familiar but strange.

he knows that he should have lost a lot of memories and past events. Maybe this thing can arouse him, but he has some resistance in his heart.

Finally, he...