Qin Yi felt that his memory was confused
Windows that are not opened when I go out in the morning often open by themselves.
If you forget to drink water at night, there will always be only half a glass left for some reason.
One pair of his slippers, the other one is not neatly arranged
He feels that there are others in the room, but he lives alone
Until one day, he discovered that the grass he raised could spin in circles...
Qin Yi: "?"
Intention: Simply I like you
