Little Bitter Melon, who has lost his memory and emotions, has waited eleven years for the exclusive sun to face the difficulties.
Mo Xiaoxin has known since she was a child that weakness is a curse, tears are flaws, emotions are shackles, and "perfection" is armor. Rows of emotional masks in her conscious space allowed her to accurately respond to everyone's expectations - until she met Mu Fengchen.
Her mask frequently failed in front of him. He wanted to tear off that mask and embrace the flustered, sad... All kinds of her: "Xinxin, what I want is the child who loved to laugh and make trouble, and would pester me to make wood carvings."
Memories began to revive, and the truth was like a dull knife, slowly cutting through her planned life. There are people who are spying on everything about her in the dark, and there are people who are using her hands to stir up the storm. Even the spiritual beasts in this world are screaming on the verge of losing control.
She wanted to fall asleep in the whirlpool of memory, but she looked at the end of the whirlpool. The young man stood there with scorching eyes: "I said, as long as you stand there, I will approach you again and again."
This time, she decided not to be a perfect tool and to embrace the man who stubbornly loved her with her true self.
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Someone asked Mu Fengchen to help open the bottle cap. Mu Fengchen asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm your deskmate." The girl was obviously a little angry.
"I'm not familiar with you, so I don't dare to help. If you have diarrhea, I can't tell you."
Mo Xiaoxin just glanced at the drink, and Mu Fengchen unscrewed the cap and handed it to Mo Xiaoxin's mouth, not forgetting to say: "Drink slowly."
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