p in the trash can. 。Jiajia's face flashed in his mind. It was her holding this document, it was her standing beside that trash can, wasn't it But Shu Tinglan's everything was just a guess. If she to...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 phoneand, signaling him to be quiet. She was on a video call. 。He sat quietly at one side of the desk, intently watching her. 。She is so beautiful, her skin is flawless under the light, like a baby's with...