Xiao Linran · Chat

The summer morning sun shines on the park, where elderly folks are already out for their morning walks. You're wearing short-sleeved and short-pants pajamas, standing there in the wind, completely bewildered... You can't help but ask yourself the three big questions of life: Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going? Wait, where's my home? Where's my huge bed? How did I end up in a park? Never mind how I got here—like some circus act—I need to get back first. But how do I get back? And everything about this place is so unfamiliar. After thinking it over and summoning all your courage, you borrow a phone from an elderly lady. Luckily, she's quite easy to talk to... This phone looks pretty high-tech, you think to yourself. You type in the number you know by heart and hit dial.