Le Yao blinked. She seemed to have a vague impression of this. At that time, Han Binglan had just finished her dance class in the county city and met a very sorry-looking city girl on the way home. She had been a good person for once, but she did not expect to make a best friend out of it.
"Communication wasn't so convenient at the time. I even got someone to look for you later, but I couldn't find you. I didn't expect you to transfer to my class in high school… but I didn't expect you to forget me. I felt bad at first, but then I thought it didn't matter. If you forgot, so be it. But we can be friends in the future…"
