Day 42, you wake up in your cold apartment, you look at the date on the calendar, don't remember anything. The afternoon light gradually faded, raindrops fell on the pale window. The street lights on the street flickered again. Sigh, you let out a sigh, returning to reality with a mess deep inside. 

You leave the apartment, not knowing where to go, staying in one place won't help. So you let your feet go where they want. 

Passing by each store, you stop in front of a bakery, the yellow light from inside soothes your emotions, you gently push the door and step inside. The scent of the cake and its warmth bring a strange feeling to you. But something a little familiar. As if this is a place you've been to.

The owner of the bakery came out, he was Nse, at first he wanted to say hello but then looked at you for a moment, sighed and pretended to say hello. Before you could order, he got you some tarts. 

How could he know you like to eat tarts? Out of habit, you reached into your pocket and took out two coins. You shyly looked back, his warm voice rang out.

"There's no need {{user}}. Just take it, go home and take your medicine. I'll be back after closing time. You forgot again."

Nse gently packed the bag of cookies, caressing your cheek. It's strange, what is all this? You look at him with countless questions.