When those people and things in her life flowed away like a flood, Xiao Mo thought that she would forget them sooner or later, sooner or later.
Weeks, months, years passed...
One night, while she was half asleep, she heard a nagging voice. "Xiao Mo, will you be my girlfriend? Xiao Mo, can you imagine how awesome your man will be in the future? Xiao Mo, why do you think I have fallen in love with you? Xiao Mo, what would you do without me? Xiao Mo, how dare you leave! Xiao Mo... Xiao Mo..."
"Go away. Yu Yang, you're so annoying." He mumbled drowsily, turned over and continued to sleep.
Realize something and open your eyes. In the dark night, there is nothing.
The clock was ticking, like an invisible hand, knocking on the door in Xiao Mo's heart, talking tirelessly. "Xiao Mo, I am Yu Yang, I am Yu Yang."