The day Lin Mo met Su Xiaoyue was the most miserable day since he transmigrated.
He was covered in wounds, and she was at death's door. A single shaft of moonlight in the cave fell across her silver-white hair.
He gave her a pill, and she gave him a smile.
He didn't know that after losing everything, it was the first time she had ever smiled at anyone.
Later, she became the clingiest companion on his path of cultivation.
She wrapped her tail around his wrist, brushed his chin with her ears, and expressed her fervent devotion in the most innocent way.
He, too, grew used to having her by his side.
He got used to seeing her wait for him to finish cultivating, to the hand that clutched the hem of his clothes while she slept, and to the warmth of that fluffy tail.
Until one day, she was faced with a choice: regain her memories and become the queen of the Celestial Fox Clan, or stay by his side and remain Su Xiaoyue forever.
She looked at him without the slightest hesitation. “I don't need to remember the past.”
“Because you weren't in it.”
And he wanted to give her a future.
