Huo Qiran felt dumbfounded when he heard his sister's eight-character comment.

But now there was a child on the other end of the phone anxiously waiting for his story. He ignored his sister and asked Jing Li to give the phone to Xi Xi before walking into his room.

Yueyue watched him disappear in front of her eyes, and couldn't help but look at Mu Qian, "Brother, what do you mean? If you don't deny it, it's acquiescence!"

Mu Qian looked at his aggrieved daughter, shrugged and said, "A change of heart is not a heinous crime. As long as he can handle the connection between the two ends, it's not a big deal."

Yueyue suddenly widened her eyes, "How is that possible? If you like someone, you will love it for the rest of your life!"

"Really?" Mu Qian lowered his head slightly and asked doubtfully, "Then you liked that Haoran in kindergarten, that Xiange in third grade, and Didi in fifth grade. Which one will be yours for the rest of your life?"

"Oh -" Yueyue didn't expect her mother to suddenly go over her old accounts, and suddenly blushed and said, "That's because I was ignorant when I was a child! If I like someone in the future, I will love it for the rest of my life!"

Mu Qian said "Huh" and raised her eyebrows: "Then I'll wait and see!"

Yueyue snorted and suddenly remembered that she was still angry with her mother, so she turned around holding the candy and walked out again.

On the other side, Huo Qiran's story quickly put Xi Xi to sleep. Jing Li gently took the phone from Xi Xi's face. After Huo Qiran finished the story, she whispered: "Xi Xi fell asleep, thank you.

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Huo Qiran responded and said: "Then you should go to bed early. Tomorrow my family will bring candies for examination and vaccination. When I get off work in the evening, I will send you its updates."

"Okay!" Jing Li was very happy, "You also go to bed early, good night!"

"Good night."

…

With the participation of activists like Cheng Ling, a high school reunion was quickly put on the agenda.

There are a total of 30 students in two classes in high school, and 26 have joined the group. Except for those who are in other places or abroad and the four who have not joined the group, there are actually 20 people who are sure to participate in the party.

Everyone in the group reminisces about the past so much that there seems to be endless chatting every day, and we still have to find the four missing people.

Huo Qiran took advantage of his lunch break to look through the chat history and suddenly saw Jing Li's name.

When someone mentions her, someone immediately responds——

"I remember that she had fair skin, big eyes, and round face. She was very cute!"

"Ah, you guys just remember other people's faces!"

"Where is it? I still remember that she transferred to another school in the second year of high school. She had a cute smile and was a very bright girl!"

"I remember that her family seems to be a snack maker and represents many big foreign brands. She often brings snacks for us to eat!"

"Oh, she - her family has been bankrupt for a long time, and she transferred to another school because of bankruptcy."

"Ah, bankrupt?"

"Going bankrupt during your sophomore year of high school?"

"How come you've never heard of it?"

"I only heard about it later. Anyway, the incident happened to her family during her sophomore year of high school. It seemed quite tragic. I can't remember the details."

"Then does anyone know how she is doing?"

"have no idea."

"You probably don't even know, otherwise we wouldn't have lost contact."

There are many topics to talk about in the group, and the topic about Jing Li was quickly replaced.

After watching this part of the chat history, Huo Qiran stayed on the words "snacks", and he instantly flashed back a lot of memories about snacks.

Although he was never sure, at that time, the person who put the small snacks in his backpack was her, and after meeting, he couldn't open his mouth to ask her, but he could only be a long -seated past.

But at this moment, he finally couldn't help thinking again.
Chapter completed!