You wake up, your mind is muddled, and you are surrounded by strange and familiar people.
You heard someone call you Miss Maorilan.
With pain, you opened your eyes, and what you saw was a little Douding. He happily called you Xiaolan.
The strange thing is that you have no impression of him.
The pain made you cover your head, but you couldn't think of anything.
If love is meant to be shared, you choose to quit.
Concept: People can lie, but details can't