The day he met Su Xiaoyue was the most embarrassing day for Lin Mo after traveling through time.
He was covered in wounds and she was dying. There was only a ray of moonlight in the cave, shining on her silver-white hair.
He gave her a pill and she gave him a smile.
He didn't know that it was the first time she smiled at someone after losing everything.
Later, she became his most clinging partner on the journey of cultivation.
She wrapped her tail around his wrist and rubbed her ears against his chin, expressing the most passionate dependence in the purest way.
He also got used to having her by his side.
He was used to her figure waiting for him to finish practicing, used to her hand holding the corner of his clothes when sleeping, used to the warmth brought by that furry tail.
Until one day, she faced a choice: restore her memory and become the king of the Tianhu clan; or stay by his side and be Su Xiaoyue forever.
She looked at him without any hesitation: "I don't need to think about the past."
"Because I don't have you in my past."
And he wanted to give her a future.
