Zhang Momo has lived for half his life and has been mediocre and indifferent, as plain as water. Even his name is silent Mo, like sand that does not shine in the sea of people.
After she fell in love with Xiao Yi, nothing worthy of remembering her youth happened, and she remained unknown. She had no expectations about whether Xiao Yi could recognize her. . . .
Xiao Yi: Wait, who said I don't know you? !
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