Sang Ye smiled faintly. For some reason, he felt like teasing her. After all, she didn’t remember him.
Han Su stared at him, utterly confused. Could this handsome guy be nearsighted? “Um... Sang Ye, it’s Su as in millet, not Li as in chestnut.”
“Sorry, I didn’t notice the dimples on your cheeks.”
Su Su, Brother Aye was wrong. I shouldn’t have left without saying goodbye. I never thought that leaving would make you forget everything about us. I’m begging you, please wake up.
If you really don’t want to see me, just wake up and look at me once. Then I’ll leave and never show up again. Okay?
