Erya reminisced for a long time, then smiled shyly: "I don't remember."
Disappointment flashed in Su Rong's eyes: "But I've always remembered, that boy was me."
"I know it was you. If it weren't for you, you wouldn't have asked me this question."
"To you, it might have been a small gesture, just passing by, seeing me fall, giving me a tissue, and asking if it hurt. But for me, at that time you were as beautiful as a flower, deeply imprinted in my heart. From then on, I secretly followed you; I know where you live, and what your family does..."
"You have such a thorough understanding of my family?" Erya looked at Su Rong in astonishment. Luckily, Su Rong wasn't a dangerous person, otherwise...
This feeling of being watched really wasn't good.
It felt like being wrapped by a snake around the neck, evoking fear and making one's scalp tingle with fright.
Maybe Erya's thinking was unique. Hearing Su Rong's words, her first reaction wasn't being moved, but feeling scared.
