[First person short story]
It's not that I'm dizzy, or it's not my wedding. Who is preparing everything for, but why does my name have to be on it...
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When Ji Tao woke up, everything around him had changed.
She obviously only lost her short-term memory, but she seemed to have missed a small part of her life.
She was surrounded by strange faces, and her friends were all echoing her, asking her to marry the scar-faced man she had never met.
He Zhaozhao said: "Peach."
"Promise him."
She was terrified.
Intention: Resistance
