In a single thought, he brought back the person he fished out of the sea, and when tracing his origin, it was as clean as if there was no trace. After waking up, he smiled innocently and said, "I have lost my memory."
In one thought, she kept him by her side. One was as lonely as snow, and the other was clinging to nothing. Three parts fake love, three parts pretense, two parts caution, and two parts temptation. How much true love was still falling?
When the lost memories return, calculation and betrayal, use and being used, how will two people who are both too smart and cold-blooded forgive each other?
Perhaps these two people whose fates are too pure are destined to have no room for kindness and tenderness in their lives.
In the beautiful and powerful years, pseudo-darkness, well, it should not be considered dark QAQ.
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