"Why is it related to him again?" Mu Anhan sensed that this matter was not a trivial one.
It seemed her intuition was right.
Xue Xiangtong held her hand, "Han Han, no matter what I tell you, you must hold on."
"Alright." Mu Anhan nodded.
"Let's go back to five years ago. Pei Zhe and you were both university students; he was a year ahead of you. You were mutually attracted to each other and were considered a well-matched golden couple. However, both of you were free-spirited individuals, unwilling to be constrained by any restrictions."
"You always interacted as classmates, with Pei Zhe never confessing to you. Yet, you never cared about such matters, living your youth freely and recklessly. Before he graduated and was about to confess to you, something happened."
