elt that he was being assimilated by this city of steel and concrete, his edges worn down, becoming part of the mainstream flow. 。Until he met Tinglan and her children, he finally had something worth...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 phoney the pain.At times, he will always bend down and kiss her for a while.Lu YaoYao no longer cared about the scar, so she wore whatever she wanted and never covered it up. She thought of it as a mark of...