She really is such a good friend, always thinking about her in everything she says.
"By the way, can you tell me more about the past? Maybe that way I can remember something."
"Of course, what would you like to hear? Whatever I remember, I'll tell you." Though, truth be told, she didn't know much. These past two years, she had interacted with Jun Mochan, but they weren't close.
The two of them always maintained a certain distance because, really, how often can a man and a woman truly just be friends? Especially when it comes to someone like Jun Mochan—getting to know him inevitably meant falling for him.
Fan Rou had made sure not to let herself make such a mistake. She didn't want to repeat her mother's tragedy, so she would never—absolutely never—interfere in someone else's relationship.
"What did I call you before?"
"You always called me Rourou."
Eh, did she really? Ye Ranran's lips twitched slightly—a nickname like that felt awkward coming out of her mouth.
