[First person + amnesia]
When I woke up, it felt like a piece of my heart had been gouged out, and it felt hollow and painful.
I raised my heavy eyelids and found a person pressing on me, holding me tightly in his arms.
My vision was blurry, and I subconsciously touched my face, and my hands were filled with tears.
What's going on? Didn't I go to the bar with my best friend last night?
While I was recalling last night's fragmentation experience, I moved my hands up and down again.
Don't tell me, those abs are really impressive. Could this be the male model my bestie ordered for me?
But why is it that the top of my head is not the ceiling, but the foggy sky?
I slowly pushed the man away from me, but he held me too tightly.
Just when I was about to get out from under this person, a long sword came galloping from a distance, impartially, and pierced my side hard.
I opened my eyes wide in horror, no, is this a sword?
Have I traveled through time? ? !
Purpose: Love is always with you
