On a typhoon night, I picked up a handsome guy with silver hair and purple eyes. He called himself an alien prince and said that I was his princess in my previous life.
I believed him, after all, he was so handsome that he could speed up the rotation of the earth for three seconds.
Until the property management group popped up a missing person notice: "Looking for psychiatrist Chen Mo. He disappeared in a car accident three years ago. Characteristics: silver hair and purple pupils."
I turned around and saw that he was seriously instructing the sweeping robot: "Xingshuo, I order you to clean the southeast quadrant!"
"Your Highness, please explain?"
He blinked his broken starry eyes: "Earthling Chen Mo... Is too tired."
"Being your prince allows me to breathe."
