Jiang Siyan chuckled softly, "Back then you insisted on taking me with you."
Jiang Jiu laughed along, "I still remember the shocked look on grandma's face when she saw us covered in mud; she didn't even recognize us."
In the end, it turned into Jiang Siyan riding a bike with Jiang Jiu to school, from elementary school to middle school, and then to high school. The two were always at the same school, just in different classes.
"Do you remember after you started high school, how many girls thought we were siblings because 'Jiang' and 'Jiang' sound the same? They all pestered me to deliver love letters to you."
"I don't remember." Jiang Siyan pushed up his glasses, "I only remember someone sitting on my rear seat, leaning on my back and drooling."
"Really? Haha, that's hilarious."
Jiang Jiu played dumb, not admitting it was her at all.
