Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. You often ask me, if you were the one who slept with my childhood sweetheart and walked around the forest with bamboo horses, would I have any sincerity towards you? I kept silent, because there is no question of who comes first. You hate me to the core, how can I dare to expect your sincerity. Su Mo, sometimes I really wish to never recover my memory, because then I can stay in the dream you weave and never wake up, and be your Cao Zhiyun peacefully. I would rather never be Ling Moli. For the first time, I really hate this name. Su Mo, I'm sorry. I failed you after all. Because of my obsession, I really hurt too many people. This city, this land and water are not my destiny after all. Su Mo, I will never see you again!