Zhou Niannian was vivacious, like the bright sunshine — cheerful, warm, happy, making people involuntarily want to be closer to her. Especially those with a bit of darkness in their hearts couldn't help but draw near.
The same vivacity, yet a completely different temperament.
Li Jinnian picked up the untouched tea from the coffee table and took a light sip, saying softly, "I'm not uncomfortable, just thinking of some past memories."
Thinking of some funny past memories, Zhou Niannian realized she misunderstood again, and wanted to slap herself.
Talk too much, rashly speaking, look, you misunderstood him again!
The Zhou Niannian who wanted to slap herself said grudgingly, "Oh, sorry, misunderstood you again."
"Don't you want to know what past memory I was thinking about?" Li Jinnian, with a calm gaze, looked at the girl sitting opposite him, "Don't you want to know?"
Zhou Niannian: "…" Why would she want to know his memories? Was it related to her?
