Gazing at the familiar number that kept flashing on his phone screen, Yun Mo excitedly slid to answer the call.
Listening to Qiaoqiao's voice from the other end, a torrent of memories rushed back in an instant.
That year, upon their first encounter, she was so drunk she mistook him for a chauffeur. Stumbling, she squeezed into his black Phantom, made a mess in his car.
Strangely enough, he didn't find her annoying.
Their fated connection started then.
He finally understood why, despite her being so intoxicated and messy that night, he wasn't annoyed but instead sheltered her.
Turns out, she was his destiny.
When she found his quietness annoying, she'd call out to him, "Yun Mutou." once to the left, once to the right.
Back then, he truly liked the nickname she gave him.
The first time she texted him: "Amo, I'll always be here, never leaving, never abandoning."
At that time, he stared at the line of text on his phone for a long time, his heart had never felt so warm.
