Mo Yunwan traveled through time and fell in love in a game.
Mo Yunwan's heart seemed to be hollowed out, always empty. She looked for many pictures about Xu Qingzhou. Mo Yunwan's hand gently pressed against the screen, but she could only touch the cold screen.
And those people were not her Xu Qingzhou in the first place.
Mo Yunwan met a very good person, who would never ask her to apologize, who would never think she was wrong, and who would always be extremely gentle when looking at her.
But... To her, those things were like mirror flowers and moonlight, intangible and intangible.
Every day after that, she worked hard during the day and filled her life up. She had no time to think about Xu Qingzhou.
But later in the day, she would think of that real touch again, and think of every time Xu Qingzhou leaned over to talk to her.
Later, when someone asked Mo Yunwan if she had a boyfriend, she would just smile and say yes. When those people asked her her name, she would say the name that she would rarely mention, Xu Qingzhou.
Xu Qingzhou is her Xu Qingzhou. He may be quietly hiding somewhere, watching him live a good life every night.
In that virtual world, Mo Yunwan felt the most sincere love.
Intention: Love is real
