
"Mommy."
Gu Weiyi had just returned to the country when she picked up a little boy at the airport. He softly and sweetly called her mommy.
Later, she found out that she had died once.
He said he loved her, yet when she died, he was celebrating the birthday of his white moonlight.
What is love?
Later, he came to repent every night, but she had already remembered everything. Forgive him?
She felt nothing for him anymore. "Fu Jingfeng, don't pretend to be affectionate in front of me. You have no chance."