This "as soon as possible" seems like an eternity to them.

After all, in their country, even a small theft case can take three to five days to investigate.

The two slumped dejectedly in their chairs. Their lower legs were flat against the ground at a 90-degree angle, but because their legs were too long, they looked like they were curled up in a wronged manner. Their arms dangled on the armrests, with their forearms almost entirely hanging off the ground.

With its long arms and legs, it seemed to have nowhere to go, and it even looked somewhat pitiful.

Although Du Chenzhou didn't think he would stay in the police station for many days, being locked up here like a criminal and losing his freedom of movement was still somewhat frustrating.

Fortunately, when he was bored, the police checked his pocket watch and returned it to him temporarily.

Du Chenzhou was overjoyed, examining the pocket watch from all angles to make sure it was undamaged, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterward, as if seeking solace, he pressed the button on his pocket watch with practiced ease and a touch of impatience.

With a "clang," the outer shell popped open, revealing the photo pasted on the inside.

Looking quietly at the girl in the photo, Du Chenzhou's anxious and uneasy heart finally calmed down.

Even though he had seen the photo so many times, the attraction of the person in the photo seemed to have never changed, just like the first time he saw it.

He couldn't help but gently trace the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the photo with his finger.

I wonder how old this girl is now, what unit she works for in Beijing, and whether... she has anyone else around her.

And what role does he play in her memory?

The thought of what the police officer had just said—that the girl was on her way—made Du Chenzhou's heart beat faster and faster, pounding against his chest.

He could even feel that the distance between him and her was gradually getting closer.

Du Chenzhou couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and he clutched his chest, feeling the tremor from his heartbeat.

The girl in this photo is the only person he can clearly and vividly remember.

He had a gut feeling that there must be a deep connection between them.

Perhaps, just like the stories in the magazine, they were destined to be together, and no amount of change could break their bond; even God was on their side.

Even if they lose their memory, they can still go through some twists and turns, meet again, and continue their relationship.

And today may be the day they rekindle their romance.

The more he thought about it, the faster his heart beat, each beat pounding against his chest with even greater force than before, as if confirming his earlier guess.

Deep down, he even had a premonition—perhaps meeting this girl would stimulate his brain and allow him to fully recall those lost, vague memories.

Just like in those stories, the protagonist remembers everything, reunites with his beloved girl, and they rekindle their romance. Everyone is happy, and the rest of their lives are filled with happiness and a grand finale!

Du Chenzhou became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

He was already eager to regain his past memories.