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Jiang Xiuqi and Jiang Manman are neighbors who live close to each other. They have seen each other every day since they were still in their mother's womb. "What does my mother think? If I like you, I will be your grandson Jiang Manman!" Fourteen-year-old Jiang Xiuqi said this with great assurance. Jiang Manman sneered. "I don't want anything more than that. I want to be your grandson, and my blood pressure will soar to 200 every day." "Whose grandson are you talking about? Jiang Manman, stop right there!" ... Many years later, Jiang Manman was lying on the sofa and suddenly remembered this past incident. He laughed and looked at the family man who was drying his hair with bright eyes. "Jiang Xiuqi, do you like me?" "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?" "Asking you! Do you like me or not?" "Like it." "Then are you a grandson?" Jiang Xiuqi was stunned, put down the hair dryer in his hand, and pressed himself on Jiang Manman. "Jiang Manman, do you owe me?"

She fell in love with him first, so she was destined to lose. But who knows, he changed later and how much he loved her later. In fact, only he himself knew that he had never changed. Who is it, who can't be forgotten?