icated. However, she never expected there to be such an intricate web of interests behind it.She communicated with the workers in Qīníng dialect, and they were unaware of her true identity. They only...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 phonetole a glance at Cuiping, then glared angrily: "You sick freak!!!"Gu Ruandong only then looked up at her, his eyes filled with smiles. He was quite happy that she had started to care about his prefere...