an. It was so embarrassing, it felt like the Pacific Ocean wasn't big enough to contain it."See... uhm... see you later..." She just wanted to get away from his gaze as quickly as possible. After say...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 phoneceived two text messages from Zhao Tingxing: "Ms. Lu, please thank Mr. Gu for not killing me today."This piece of information is still normal, followed by the next one: "He failed his mission today, h...