Sheng Weixi lost her memory for some reason at the age of eighteen, and her memory returned to the age of thirteen.
Many years later, she looked at the man opposite him. He had an ordinary face, a very bookish air, and a cold temperament. There was a faint alienation between his eyebrows. She couldn't believe it to her best friend. She had secretly poked at the person she liked. He climbed over the shoulder of his best friend, turned his back to the man, and whispered in a low voice: "You are trying to bully me into losing my memory, right? This is completely inconsistent with my taste. What I want is a warm and evil man who brings disaster to the country and the people. He has nothing to do with it except that he has a male character!" The best friend buried her head and laughed.
Later, Sheng Weixi realized that in front of the person he likes, all rules and regulations are nothing.
Intention: In this world, there are always some people who make you feel that life has more colors and warmth.