share time: 2026-01-20 00:38:32
I was supposed to be Jiang Shiyan's bride, but on our wedding day, his older brother Jiang Moshen crashed the ceremony—he abducted Shiyan, tore my wedding dress to pieces, and branded the character "Mo" on the nape of my neck with a red-hot silver ornament, claiming me as "his property". To find Shiyan and get revenge, I pretended to be an amnesiac soft girl, whispering sweet nothings in his arms while hiding a sharpened fruit knife under my pillow. Until that day, he pinned my knife-holding hand against the full-length mirror, his fingertips tracing the brand as he sneered: "Wanwan, you've pretended for so long—do you really think I don't know? When you look at me, are you thinking of killing me... or remembering someone else?" In the mirror, my eyes were red-rimmed, and his hand—white-knuckled around my wrist—looked like he was clinging to the only thing keeping him from falling apart.
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