know."Okay, enough joking around. You don't come over often, why don't we have lunch together Mrs. Zhu, how about it" It's not too much for a wife to accompany her husband for a meal, is itHe took a...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 phoney and impersonally. 。She was pulled away, and someone else quickly sprayed disinfectant around her mother, then pushed her towards the morgue. 。Watching the bed being rapidly wheeled away, Shu Tinglan...