er. They turned back to steal glances at him.Shu Tinglan sat down, and Zhuo Yu'an ordered food from the manager beside him. They were all the same dishes he and Lu Kuo had ordered before.At the end, d...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 phonege from the group of black-clad figures behind her. Then came the sound of fighting, and she dared not look back. The fighting appeared particularly brutal, with shouts and curses echoing incessantly....