One day, Jiang Yan and Wei Meng passed by their alma mater.
Jiang Yan: "Speaking of it, we don't seem to have left as many deep memories at our alma mater as others."
Wei Meng turned his face sideways and reminded: "Think about it carefully, we have it."
Jiang Yan originally wanted to propose. He grasped the ring in his pocket and tried to bring the conversation back to the direction he had planned: "Yes, I can't remember. But we can make it now..."
"Yes." Wei Meng interrupted him.
Jiang Yan trembled.
Wei Meng continued: "In high school, I often held you down and beat you. Have you forgotten?"
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