Go out in the morning, carry a pocket. After walking to the company and sitting down for a long time, I realized that my pockets were missing and there was only bread left in my hand. It took a long time to vaguely remember, as if he had stopped by the letter box downstairs at home. Let LP take a look when he went out, but unexpectedly, it was left on the top of the newspaper box.

I went home in the evening and had dinner. When I had to wash and rest after 10 o'clock, I actually found that my wallet was gone. After rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home for a long time, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have taken it from the company I left. He immediately went downstairs and rushed back to the company. He entered the company under the watchful eyes of the building security guards and was watching it quietly lying on the desk. Fortunately, there was not much cash, and my ID and bank cards were all in it. It would be too troublesome to lose them.

Alas, it seems that this age is really old, and my memory is declining so severely.