He said, "No need. It's still... that day is almost half a month away, I can make it. I have important things to take care of in Dali."

  "Oh." Although I didn't know what important thing he was talking about, being able to see him sooner made me even happier. I said: "Then I'll go pick you up at the airport."

  He smiled and said: "Okay, wait for me."

  Wu Yu's flight arrived at Dali in the late afternoon. Our airport in Dali is very small, I squeezed to the arrival gate, it had only been half a day since we last saw each other... no, it was half a year since we last saw each other... yet my heart was inexplicably uneasy.

  He finally walked out of the arrivals gate. Except for our first encounter on the ship, this was my second time seeing him in a year. He still looked like he did when he was studying for his master's degree: white short-sleeved shirt, black long pants, pulling a suitcase, wearing casual shoes and white socks. His hair was cut very short, with a clean face. Tall and slender, but wouldn't give you a sturdy impression. No, those dark eyebrows and full cheekbones still had a strong edge to them.

  I didn't know what was wrong with me, I just stared blankly as he approached, and felt a bit strange, also a bit nervous. He walked up to me, looked at me for a few seconds, and said: "Almost no change." It wasn't until then that I realized he was talking about me, so I replied casually: "I live a stable life, without worries or cares, what changes could there be?" He smiled, tightly embracing me into his arms. My heart skipped a beat as he lowered his head to look for my lips.

  It feels very refreshing and gentle. I see that his face has no wrinkles, a beautiful neck line, my hand gently presses on his T-shirt.

  "Ah..." He released me and said softly, "I feel that heaven is finally going to bless me."

  On the way back to the city, Ou drove. Perhaps influenced by him, my mood also became very good. Those boats, caves, twisted time, people who left or died in the past, unknown secrets... seemed to be far away from us for a while. Only the sunset glow shone on the car window.

  "What's up?" I asked.

  He fell silent for a moment, then pulled out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to me, saying: "Open it and take a look."

  I looked at the envelope and just felt a little familiar, didn't think much about it, opened the envelope, and there was only one card inside.

  There were a few lines of writing on top, with bold and wild strokes. It was also the handwriting I recognized.

  "If you want to know what you've lost,"

  July 17th evening at 10 o'clock, Baiyun Road and Hebin West Road intersection.

  Tan Jiao, come find me."

  Under the afterglow of sunset, the card shone with a faint luster, but I suddenly felt my throat dry: "Where did you get this from? This shouldn't be... it won't appear in the drawer at home until almost a year later?"

  Wu Yu said: "It was written by me, after going back, put it in your drawer at home. On that night a year later, you will inadvertently see it. Then go to the intersection to find me."

  I don't know how to describe my feelings at this moment, in this fragmented and turbulent time, I often think of that person's handwriting, thinking of his two messages. I've also tried to guess his identity many times, but it's really impossible to guess. I even thought, he might be a mysterious person who knows all the secrets, is he from another space-time? Does he have superpowers?

  But unexpectedly, it was the current Ou Ye who conveyed information to the future me.

  I suddenly remembered that on the night I found this card, I stared at the handwriting for a long time, and even used my knowledge of criminal psychology.

  It takes years of writing for someone to produce such excellent handwriting.