Shanshan could recite Yang Xiaobei's phone number from memory.
After sliding to unlock the phone, she found the dial pad and deftly typed in an eleven-digit phone number before hitting call.
Standing beside her, Chen Ziqian watched her every move clearly and naturally knew how well she remembered Yang Xiaobei's phone number. He suddenly envied Yang Xiaobei; simply having known Shanshan for just over a year allowed her to become so infatuated with him, memorizing everything about him.
To have someone recite one's phone number from memory is such a blessed thing.
She remembered Yang Xiaobei's.
But Chen Ziqian, he remembered hers.
How fortunate was Shanshan, to have both the person she loved and the person who loved her.
Moreover, they both loved her at the same time.
However, she never knew that the depth of Chen Ziqian's adoration for her could be so profound that he would sacrifice his life for her.
Despite the call to Yang Xiaobei going through, there was no answer.
