After closing the WeChat group of my college roommates, I went downstairs and walked straight to the 711 convenience store opposite the community. I ordered a fish ball for myself, sat on a high chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched the people walking around in front of me. Everything went as fast as a dream. "Mo Mo, you have only been in Guangzhou for half a year, and you are getting married so soon?!" "Virgo? Ten years older than you?" "Mo Mo, have you thought about it?". . . . . . That day, I was eating hot dry noodles at the west gate of the school when a phone call from Guangzhou came at an inappropriate time: "Are you silent? I am the HR of Guangzhou XX magazine. You have been accepted for the fashion editorial assistant position you applied for." In this way, I came to Guangzhou alone. I thought that in this city I just got a job in the city, but I didn't expect that I would meet my prince charming, a Virgo uncle, Duo Jin. I lived alone in a large apartment in the landmark place of this city's luxury mansion. And I was just a senior intern, and I didn't have an internet celebrity. It was like a dream.