[Lin Musheng & Ni Mo] The tempo in the early stage is relatively slow, Shuang Jie, from "hate" to love. Those who simply like to read sweet articles will read them later.
The young man's confession was like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing the fire in Lin Musheng's heart. She never thought that that silent throbbing would become the beginning of the lies he spun in the future.
When I first met Ni Mo, she had a clear aura like jasmine. Looking back now, what lingered under that freshness may be poison that has already seeped into the bone marrow.
A hand that cannot be held is like water. Lin Musheng, I can lie to you again and again, because I can't live without you.
Concept: Hate is more addictive than love