"Then do you remember how I once bit you?" Gu Zhou asked, his voice becoming gentle.
"I don't remember anymore." Qiao Nian pursed her lips slightly. Who would remember such a small memory? "I heard Grandma mention this before!"
When Qiao Nian finished speaking, a memory fragment flashed across her mind.
In a daze, she thought she saw a boy in a white shirt move closer to her face and bite hard.
Soon, this memory disappeared.
It made Qiao Nian feel that she had imagined it.
After all, she was especially young back then. How could she remember?
However, she could still vaguely feel that the place on her face where the boy had bitten her was burning.
Qiao Nian slowly closed her eyes and hurriedly threw these messy memories to the back of her mind.
It must be because she had heard about this scene too many times that she had such a fantasy.
