What his name was, he couldn't remember. How long he lived, he could not remember. He felt that he was looking for something, but he couldn't remember what he was looking for. He doesn't remember if he has a home, he doesn't remember if he has any relatives. He. . . It seems like everything has been forgotten.
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This is actually the story of a sultry man with no amnesia looking for happiness.
Of course, in the end it will be HAPPY AND.
The protagonist probably feels like this:
Uh-huh~~The main character's hair is set to be silver~~~\(≧▽≦)/~The author is cute with silver hair~~~~[My mother is not abusive~~Speaking of it, this is the author's first time writing~Try not to be too rude~o(╯□╰)o]
[As for why the title of the article is White Poppy, just look up the flower language and you will know ~ White Poppy Flower Language: Forgetting]
Intention: