After Chu Mu finished writing out his requirements, he sent them to March 7th.
He had already added March 7th to his contacts.
After receiving them, March 7th looked troubled.
"What's wrong?" Chu Mu asked in a message.
"It's too plain!" March 7th exclaimed. "How can it be solid black? That's not girly at all!"
Chu Mu:
"Have you considered the possibility that I'm not a girl, either?"
March 7th: "..."
"I think black is fine. It doesn't show dirt," Chu Mu typed calmly. "If you ever go to Jarilo-VI, especially the Underworld, you'll see how practical dark colors are."
"I don't think that'll do." March 7th shook her head. "You said earlier that you haven't been back for over ten years, right? Someone there must still be waiting for you. You have to look dazzling when they first see you again! Like a beam of light suddenly lighting up before their eyes."
At that, Chu Mu looked at March 7th in surprise.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm just thinking about it from another angle." March 7th smiled. "If someone were waiting for me, I'd want that moment when we reunited to be really, really beautiful."
Chu Mu fell silent.
This girl with amnesia couldn't remember her past and had no home to return to. But she had probably imagined countless times that someone, somewhere, was waiting for her.
Countless reunions had played out in her mind, yet no one ever came to tell her, "I remember your past."
Even so, she still dressed herself in bright, youthful clothes, always looking forward to that moment.
That was why she had considered something Chu Mu hadn't.
"Thank you for thinking of that for me." Chu Mu nodded. "Let's do it your way, then."
"All right!" March 7th beamed. "Just