"You… do I know you?" Tong Zhaodi was stunned when she heard the young man call her name. Even Han Ruochen was, albeit, shocked, as she had never expected Tong Zhaodi to have friends. It wasn't that she looked down on her, but the girl was so quiet that she hardly ever talked with anyone, which was surprising, just thinking about how she had someone she knew.
"It's me, Jingmo. Lu Jingmo!" the man introduced himself as he pointed a finger at himself. "We used to play when we were young. You remember my dad used to live next to your house?"
Only then did Tong Zhaodi remember the man in front of her; she indeed used to play with a young man. If she was not wrong, then she used to call him Brother Mo.
Han Ruochen also recalled the young man. When they were very young, they indeed played around. But what shocked her was that Lu Jingmo still remembered them, or at least Tong Zhaodi.
"Brother Mo?"
