[Apocalypse × Older Love Interest × Scheming Puppy]
You know, in my memories, you actually died by my hand.
When Tang Jing opened his eyes again, he had forgotten many things. The only thing still clear was a pair of crystal-clear, innocent sea-blue eyes.
One thing to be grateful for was that quite a few friends from before his amnesia were still around. There was Mo Peien, always putting on a stern face but patient and attentive, and Mai Yuan, annoying as hell but genuinely dependable...
