"I am Mengmeng, your childhood sweetheart."
…
"What?" I blinked few times, thinking that I might've misheard. I didn't know if Meng Bao was tripping or I had an auditory hallucination.
"What did you say?"
"Wu… Jiejie still can't recognize me? Mu… Mengmeng is sad…." Meng Bao cuddled with me. We were still on the hill near my house, lying on top of a grassy field.
I'm still trying to process what Meng Bao said just now. Because I still didn't want to believe that he was the same Mengmeng I knew. Because that was just too ridiculous.
'Maybe because his name is Yang Menghuo, so it's natural for him to be called Mengmeng. But he was definitely not my Mengmeng because mine is a beautiful girl that will grow into a beautiful woman. Not this… handsome but slag man!'
