🎉✨ "Come here and make a note." Chen Mo said to Song Zhiyi. "Oh." Song Zhiyi obediently followed Chen Mo into the interrogation room. "Name." "Song Zhiyi." Marital status. "Married." "Spouse's name." "..." Song Zhiyi's hand holding the water glass paused for a moment, then she raised her head and looked at him. A flash of doubt flashed in her big cat-like eyes, and her tone was a little soft due to uncertainty, "Is this allowed to be said?" Chen Mo's big, knuckled hand held a pen and tapped lightly on the notebook in front of him, "Why not?" Song Zhiyi bit her lip lightly, glanced at him, and then whispered, "Chen Mo." The man opposite did not move, and Song Zhiyi realized that he had not written at all. Are you playing with her? Chen Mo's lips curved slightly and he continued, "Home address." "Your home!" Song Zhiyi replied angrily. "If you don't cooperate with the police, I won't let you go home."
How long can love, an invisible and intangible thing, last? The female protagonist is a flower shop owner with free wealth. The male protagonist is a dubbing worker who has no feeling below the waist and has to change his position every hour and a half while sleeping to avoid pressure ulcers.