cently, she was filming night scenes on set, and he would come with her every time until the middle of the night. The next day, he had to go to work early. Unlike her, who could sleep until noon, she...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phonehim and hugging him. She looked up at him, her eyes catching the slight furrow in his brow and the hint of fatigue there.She wasn't stupid. From the moment he told her to go home first, she knew this...