Jiangg Ning looked at his face.
Then, Chen Yuan said softly, "Having second thoughts? Don't want to apologize anymore? I knew you'd be like this."
Listening to his voice, Jiangg Ning suddenly found she couldn't stay angry...
'This really is humiliating.'
'But for a girl, some things just can't be helped.'
The agitation in her heart quickly subsided. An intense feeling of affection began to stir within her again, forcing her to recall all the moments from their online relationship. Back then, this was the voice she had listened to.
It had gotten her through the nights during her most difficult time after arriving in Lanjing, lulling her to sleep again and again.
Sweet memories of the past flashed through her mind like fleeting glimpses. This eighteen-year-old boy had once been so good to Jiangg Ning, letting her truly experience what it felt like to be in love. He had coaxed her to sleep, whispered sweet nothings to her, and told her so many childish stories.
