The Grass I Raised Is No Ordinary Grass

Qin Yi felt like his memories were getting mixed up. The window he left closed in the morning would often open on its own. The water he forgot to drink at night would somehow be reduced to half a glass. One of his slippers was never where it should be. He felt like there was someone else in his room, but he lived alone. Until one day, he saw the plant he was growing spin in a circle... Qin Yi: "?" Theme: Simply, I like you