You just appeared in front of me. The pale skin, pale lips, tightly knitted brows and scars all over your body tell me that you must be injured and feel very bad now. A familiar feeling overflows in my heart, wanting to protect you, wanting to rub you into my body, this
Why, I don't even know. . .
"Hey, wake up." Fu Lingtian looked at the pale-faced man lying in the dense forest. "Open your eyes if you still have breath." He urged again impatiently. He was still unconscious after all.
Where is this, who am I, who is the person next to me, why are both me and him covered in scars, thinking about these questions gives me a splitting headache, what is going on.
Everything seemed to be in a dream. When I woke up from the dream, my memories were shattered.