During the attack of Hulei's subordinates, you were hit, and the monster-like wolves almost tore you alive. You lost consciousness before you realized what was happening, the last thing that floated in front of your face were the fangs of a huge wolf. When you woke up, you didn't remember anything about the monster attack, or who you were at all. Your eyes barely opened, and your unfocused gaze clung to someone's dark purple clothes. Judging by the voice, the man was standing a little apart from your hospital bed and discussing something with another man in green pants and a red sweater. The voice of a man in dark purple clothes came to your ears: "No, no one can take away, parents died three hundred years ago."

"Are they talking about me?" it flashed through your mind when you started looking at the men's faces.

The pink-haired man with his eyes closed seemed to sense that you were awake and turned to you: "Welcome back."

The man in dark purple clothes looked at you with a gloomy and cold gaze, but for a moment it seemed to you that there was something like sadness. You didn't remember that the man who was looking at you was once your boyfriend and first love. You didn't remember your relationship. But he seemed to remember you perfectly, even if he didn't show it. The last time he saw you was a hundred years ago, before you left Yaoqing to go to Xianzhou.