Le Yao blinked. She seemed to have a vague impression of this. At that time, Han Binglan had just finished her dance class in the county city and met a very sorry-looking city girl on the way home. She had been a good person for once, but she did not expect to make a best friend out of it.
"Communication wasn't so convenient at the time. I even got someone to look for you later, but I couldn't find you. I didn't expect you to transfer to my class in high school… but I didn't expect you to forget me. I felt bad at first, but then I thought it didn't matter. If you forgot, so be it. But we can be friends in the future…"
Le Yao nodded in understanding. "I see. Actually, it's not my fault that I didn't recognize you. At that time, you were covered in mud from the fall and your voice was hoarse. Later, when I saw you, you looked like a glamorous little fairy. Who would have thought that it would be such a coincidence?" She paused. "So, this is why you've always been… so good to me?"
