Lin Zhixuan who asked him for help. 。"The explanation was too pale and weak, she really couldn't figure out what Zhuo Yu'an was thinking. He neither clarified nor admitted to the rumors about Lin Zhix...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 phoney heart with a bittersweet ache, an indescribable feeling of happiness.She responded with such passion, a complete departure from her usual cool demeanor, that he was left utterly disoriented.She said...