My name is Lim Yi-hyun.

I don't know who I am, I don't have an identity, I don't have a past, I just have a name.

My master's name is Mei Wei, and she is a very bewitching and beautiful woman.

She has a bad reputation, and people outside scold her, saying that she is a vixen, scolding her for being a fox and only seducing men.

But in my eyes, she is an angel, the best person in the world.

Because she saved my life.

It was she who fished me out of the river with my serious injuries, brought me home, found a doctor to treat me, and snatched me back from the ghost gate.

I was badly burned, my face was ruined, my vocal cords were ruined, and I forgot everything I had before, and I only remembered my name, Lim Yi Hyun.

I also know that my master's name is Mei Yan.

She has a very bad memory, and she can't always remember my name.

The first time she asked me what my name was, I wrote to her, Lim Yi-hyun.

She said, it's too complicated, it's hard to remember, and then she said that Shuangmu is a forest, and in the future, she will call me Mumu.

Since then, I have an additional name, called Mumu.

I nodded, happy at the same time, but also a little disappointed.

The host gave me a name and I was very happy.

But I also want her to remember my name, remember me as a person, not a code name.

Lin Yihyun, it's hard to remember.

I took a pen and paper and wrote in front of her, "The forest of the forest, the radiant Yi, the weeping of the hyun".

It's easy to remember.

But she just can't remember, she always calls me Mumu.

I wrote to her several times and she said it was too hard.

I'm discouraged.

Well, if you can't remember it, you can't remember it, I don't embarrass her, Mumu is also very nice, I like the name.

Because, this is what the person I like took it for me.

Yes, I fell in love with my own host.

This is the most hidden thing in my heart.

Because I don't deserve to like her, she's so beautiful, so beautiful, and deserves the best man in the world, not an ugly mute like me.

She likes all the good things in the world, likes handsome guys and beauties, especially handsome guys, and flirts with one when she sees one.

But she never teased me, because I was so ugly that I couldn't get into her eyes at all.

All I could do was to follow her silently, to be her most faithful servant, to take care of everything for her.

In fact, she never treated me as a human being, never restricted my freedom, and even said more than once that if I wanted to leave, I could tell her at any time, and she would give me a sum of money to live a good life.

It's just that I don't want to, I haven't passed, it was she who saved me, and I'm willing to follow her for the rest of my life.

As a slave, it is enough.

Some people say that I live a humble life and always follow her silently.

Maybe, but so what, I do.

Actually, there was one thing I didn't tell her.

That is, when I was ten years old, someone found me and said that I was the prince of a neighboring country, and that the palace rebellion was robbed when I was a child, and asked me to go back.

I refused, and I wasn't interested, whether the man said it was true or not.

What about the prince, what is the difference between her and hell without her in the palace?

I chased those people away and told them not to come to me again, I just wanted to follow her.

Doing laundry and cooking for her, warming her up a cup of tea when she's drunk, and gently covering her while she sleeps kicking the quilt are enough.

I was happy to be behind her.

She is actually very lonely, although she is always surrounded by all kinds of beautiful men, but those people just take a fancy to her beauty, and none of them are sincere.

(End of chapter)