is time, Han Ya stood in front of the somewhat luxurious office building of Tingjing Finance, waiting for Lan Xiaoshan to pick her up. She saw a BMW slowly stop in front of her. Lan Xiaoshan got out f...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 phonetest paper in her bag, she stopped thinking about it. 。At the weekend, at home, her mother found out they had received their exam results. She only took out the exam paper to show her mother when her...