"Dip-dip-dip" Zhiya slowly opened her eyes. She wanted to speak but found that her throat was hoarse and painful and she couldn't speak. I thought: Where is this? Why are so many people looking at me? My head hurts so much!
At this time, a warm big hand was attached to her head, stroking her gently: "Little wild cat, it seems that you have really lost your memory, and that's just what I meant."
Hearing the sound, Zhi Ya raised her head and met a pair of gentle eyes. It's him!
The beginning of a bad fate, a gentle encounter.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
