tive, and what he wanted to do was obvious; there was also the man who had danced closely with her earlier, wanting to come over to help her up as a gentleman and offer to send her home; and there wer...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phonen was disappointed. He didn't know if it was intentional or if she was just that oblivious, completely failing to see him. 。The midday sun was strong, and she sat facing it, her skin flushed pink by...