The Fire

Of course, Yu Weimin never got to attend that party. That part of the memories was a bit fuzzy as Yu Weimin frowned while floating in the sea of stars. He rubbed his forehead and tried to remember, but he couldn't. It was as if those memories remained locked up, without any intention of showing up.

Just as he was thinking that was the end of it, a terrible ache suddenly engulfed his brain, making him feel like something was hitting his head with a hammer from the inside. Suddenly, a trace of memory flickered in his head, but it was still a little fuzzy.

This memory was probably of a few days after the birthday event. At this time, something was going to happen, and he was sure of it. He had made a big decision and even argued with his big brother, but things didn't go as planned.