>When I was three years old, I secretly hid all the snacks and gave them to my little brother who was beaten until he was dying.
>He pushed it away in disgust: "Who wants to eat it since it's expired?" But he gave me a name - Little Sun.
>When I was adopted at the age of six wearing Su Luo's human skin mask, my adoptive mother pinched my arm and sneered: "My Luo Luo doesn't tremble."
>At the age of twelve, when she came home with a gold medal for embroidery, Su An grabbed the trophy and said, "Everything you have is given by the Su family!"
>That night I was abandoned on a desert island, and Mo Ze found me in the heavy rain: "Xiao Zi, I will teach you how to survive."
>At the nineteen-year-old cocktail party, Mo Li's gaze penetrated the mask and burned me: "Have we met before?"
>When he finally found out that Sue Ann was not Little Sun, our wedding invitation was turning into a divorce agreement on his desk.
>On the flight to Paris, I took off the mask I had worn for sixteen years.
>In the reflection of the porthole, Mo Ze pushed the ring to my fingertip: "Can I be Su Zi forever now?"
>Later, Mo Li barged into the backstage of my fashion show with expired candy, and the perfume bottle suddenly smashed at his feet.
>The moment when the fragrance of orchid filled the air, he knelt down with red eyes and kneeled down on the ground full of glass shards: "This time, I beg you... Little sun."
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