and shoulders. 。Zhuo Yu'an held Wen Jian's arm in one hand and reached out to Tinglan with the other, saying: "Give me your schoolbag too." 。He was referring to Wen Jian's school bag. 。"No need for...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 phonedong had started walking the right path and distanced himself from most people in his circle. However, Xu Ze Fang and the other friends he had gone through thick and thin with were still close to his...