d sat next to Tinglan.When Shi Yan came in, he sat directly opposite her, looking down at his phone. He seemed to have seen something funny, a fleeting smile passing through his eyes.Lin Zhifan stealt...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 phone. 。This wooden house was simply built, and the old woman had tidied it up very well. After a thorough search, she found nothing suspicious. Finally, her gaze fell on a vegetable basket hanging from th...