This person is right, Ye Xin only has memories from the past three years. He can't remember anything from three years ago.,Not caring about appearances, Ye Xin carried the cement to the designated location and dumped it on the ground. The cement splashed up countless specks of dust, landing all over him and making him look even dirtier.,But he was used to it, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and continued walking toward the door. Just then, a brightly dressed middle-aged woman got out of a car not far away and walked towards him. She wore a mask, taking every step with caution, as if afraid she would dirty those black shoes!。