The pull of fate｜Amnesia｜Childhood sweethearts
Eight years ago, Li Yu thought that the Yaoyao who was trapped in Hehuan Building and tortured was dead.
They reunited eight years later. Yaoyao, who had a high fever that wiped out all his childhood memories, met Liyu again, and their fate became entangled again.
"Why are you so nice to me?"
"Because you look like her."
In one sentence, Yaoyao thought that he was just a stand-in for his detached obsession, so he simply dropped everything and faked his death on stage to escape.
Tasting the pain of separation again, she was so painful that she had a birthday nightmare, so she swallowed the Love Pill and completely cleared away all the past related to her.
After an unexpected reunion in Xishan, Yaoyao regained his complete memory and finally understood that the obsession with leaving the territory turned out to be him.
But Li Yu thought that Yaoyao was a friend who liked her, but he was still moved by her in daily interactions, and was even willing to suffer for her love.
When Yaoyao regained her memory, she also thought of her old friend, the third prince Xiao Yuan, who had been with her since childhood.
The clues of the two major cases of assassinating Li Yu and murdering Qing Hehou are vaguely linked to Xiao Yuan. How involved is he?
Xiao Yuan said "I don't want to be your brother", and the relationship between Liyu and Yaoyao was about to be in crisis.
When love entanglements and court secrets come together, and the alienation of amnesia, how should we deal with all the difficulties before us?
On one side is the general who has lost his memory but protects her instinctively;
On one side is Xiao Yuan, an old friend who she has shared many difficulties with since they were young, and whom she cannot bear.
How should Yaoyao choose?
On the other side, away from the territory, Yu Fan and Yue have a deep friendship. The three families are too powerful and have long been feared by the court. How to deal with it?
I have been admiring my childhood sweetheart for a long time, looking forward to perfection every year, but regretting every step of the way.
