Coincidentally, Han Linlin was her table mate.
Zhuang Nainai had snickered on the inside. Si Zhengting suffered from prosopagnosia, how would he know who Han Linlin was?
Just when she'd thought Si Zhengting would definitely ask the other party with a puzzled expression, "Who is Han Linlin?" she saw Si Zhengting walk into the classroom. He went up to Han Linlin, knocked on her desk, and pointed at the door.
Zhuang Nainai: …
Feeling extremely alarmed and apprehensive, Zhuang Nainai had approached Si Zhengting and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before asking, "Si Zhengting, don't-don't-don't you have prosopagnosia?"
Si Zhengting had glanced at her indifferently. "No."
Zhuang Nainai's eyes had widened. "But! Why can't you remember my name?"
Si Zhengting had walked toward his seat. "Why do I need to remember people who are insignificant?"
Zhuang Nainai: …!!
