oin the hug.Yimu Yang saw the children inside, his eyes stung again, and it took him a while to let go of Shu Tinglan. He then clasped her shoulders with both hands, forcing her to stand face-to-face...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 phonene: "Delivery in half an hour."She sat on the sofa by the door, oblivious to her surroundings, waiting for the medicine. She had to be tough, or Zhao Tingxing wouldn't use it.Zhao Tingxing, seeing her...