From the moment they got to know each other, the most troubling thing for Nan Qing was that although she was slim, her face was chubby, and it was the kind of chubby that wouldn't slim down no matter how much she dieted.
But how long has it been? It's been less than two months since Fu Han lost her memory, and yet the flesh on her face has already disappeared, not to mention the flesh on her body.
Love, it really is more exaggerated than a drug addiction, something you yearn to quit but can't, something you wish to forget but cannot.
Fu Han's heart ached as if pricked by needles. She couldn't understand why a good person like Su Cheng could be so cruel towards Nan Qing.
When they were abroad, Fu Han, Nan Qing, and Su Cheng were known as the Three Musketeers. They often went out to play together, to sketch, and to travel.
