Who Am I?

"What Little Trash?" The robot read her name.

"You. Aren't you Little Trash?" Heshan guessed that the robot was broken. Not only could it remember two people, but it also forgot her name. Wait. Heshan suddenly felt that something was wrong and her expression changed.

"Me?" The robot was stunned for a moment. It lowered its head as if it was trying to think of something. "Who am I?"

...

The camera lengthened bit by bit until Heshan, who was carrying the suitcase, and the robot became two blurry dots. A simple melody slowly sounded in the background. The scene of the story seemed to have become a scene in a telescope. There was a strong abstraction, like a dream that was about to wake up but had yet to wake up.

The screen turned completely dark. Wei Ji's short film had finished playing.