Xu Chaomu was completely drunk, rambling non-stop, and yet she kept pouring more alcohol into her glass.
"Four... when you have a baby in the future, can you let him play with me, don't ignore me... I will definitely like him a lot, I'll give him all the tasty food, I'll take him to the amusement park... he's sure to look a lot like you... actually, do you know, on the first day I met you, I really wanted to beat you up, but I couldn't beat you..."
As Xu Chaomu cried and cried, she suddenly broke into a smile, and everything from eight years ago became increasingly clear in her mind.
That day, the sunlight was so beautiful, everything was beautiful.
The boy was dressed in a white shirt, standing in the sunlight with furrowed brows, unsmiling.
She hugged him, and he disliked her; she wanted to kiss him, and he disliked her even more.
She moved closer and closer to him, and he warned her, "Don't let me see you within three steps!"
She wouldn't, just wouldn't.
