Punishing herself, it sounds a bit silly, but Shen Zuimo is precisely that kind of woman. The lost memory can't be retrieved now, but during hypnosis, Shen Zuimo clearly felt that those lost memories were the warmest moments of her life.
However, apart from him in those memories, there was nothing else left.
Back then, I must have loved this boy who was two or three pairs younger than me, right?
Looking back at the time we met again, when I said I didn't know him, the stunned look in his eyes, then the impulse to chase all the way to Yanhuang Soul, and then acting like an immature fool trying to make me happy. In the end, he even willingly took a stab from me. Ye Xiaofan, oh Ye Xiaofan, why are you so foolish? I'm just an assassin who shouldn't even exist in this world, why do so much for me?
Pain, heart-wrenching pain, the remaining time is getting less and less, the toxins have accelerated their growth, and the body's functions are rapidly deteriorating.
