"Really?"
Lin Yuan asked, "Teacher, do you know her home address?"
"You want to go take a look?"
"Consider it a tribute to my bygone youth."
"You really are sentimental... Back in high school, no matter how close we were, once we embarked on our own paths, those who had to leave did, and who really cares about anyone anymore? You're the only one who still remembers."
Liu Mengruo grabbed Lin Yuan's hand and said, "You're not allowed to leave today. Stay for lunch... I'll cook myself and let you taste my cooking."
"Okay, thank you, Teacher."
Lin Yuan was extremely grateful to Liu Mengruo and naturally agreed.
That very noon.
The teacher and student had lunch together.
Listening to her talk about the various interesting events of the past three years, the atmosphere was full of joy for a time.
And in the process, Lin Yuan also figured out the reason Lu Ziyu was considered to be mentally disturbed.
