On their way, they crossed paths with another group of people.
Their chattering and laughter drew Yao Ran's attention, and she turned to look at them.
The crowd consisted of students from Class 20, and in the center was Yao Tang.
Whenever this bumpkin appeared, she always became everyone's focus.
Bitterness rose in Yao Ran's heart.
'Yao Tang! Why did you have to come back now, of all times?'
Yang Nian looked over as well. He could only see one side of Yao Tang's face from where he stood, but he felt a sense of familiarity as his eyes fell on her.
A scene slowly materialized in his mind, even as a name crept to the tip of his tongue.
And yet, at the last moment, the details blurred and escaped him altogether.
It was as though a curtain had suddenly fallen over his memories, preventing him from probing any further.
Yang Nian realized that the longer the day wore on, the more interested he became in Yao Tang.
