Ruan Yunxiao always felt that her ears were an inherent defect.
The high fever she suffered when she was young was like a brutal snowstorm that froze her way of listening to the world. When someone else said something ordinary, she would always frown and ask "what did you say" repeatedly. Her indescribable embarrassment and inferiority were hidden in those tiny repetitions.
She had complained about these ears countless times, complaining that they separated her from the noisy people into an island.
Until in the corridor of the high school, Ji Biezhi's voice broke the silence. The young man arched his eyebrows and said seriously that her ears were exquisite and beautiful. Then he gently held her wrist and made the most gentle promise word by word——
"From now on, I will be your third ear."
Intention: The bright moon leaves the branches and scares the magpies