That evening.
Jiang Yixia came out of the bathroom.
She had just tried on those clothes before taking a shower.
Although she had feigned annoyance at him, seeing the clothes he had so carefully picked out still stirred her emotions.
But the thought that he actually remembered her size made her face burn.
She lay in bed, recalling the scene of her and Lu Fan walking down the street that evening.
The feeling was strange, yet familiar.
It was as if scenes from eighteen years ago were replaying before her eyes.
Combined with the way he had protected her, pulling her behind him today, Jiang Yixia's face grew even hotter.
She bit her lip, her breathing growing slightly ragged.
Finally, she turned on her side and fell asleep...
...
Meanwhile.
Lin Qiang, who had been suspended for a week to reflect on his actions, was finally back at school.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
He was clearly the one who had gotten beaten up.
