On the afternoon of Lian Huan's 13th birthday, as she walked into the Yujia alley holding the birthday cake she had ordered from the store, she was hit by a boy who rushed over.
His overly beautiful eyes glanced at her, and she seemed to be put on pause by those eyes. He glanced at the cake that fell to the ground again, a thin smile appeared on his face, and his ear-length black hair flew in the wind as if echoing his smile.
"Is it your birthday today too?" He asked her.
She nodded blankly.
He pressed a kiss on her face and said, "Birthday gift." Then he left as fast as he could.
This is 13-year-old her and 18-year-old him.
Ten years later, 23-year-old Lian Huan encountered a violent fight and met him again.
She asked him: "What's your name?"
He was stunned for a moment, raised her familiar smile and said, "Mo Yuge."
The story of him and her officially begins...