Rachel Xia chewed the potato chips until they made a squeaking sound, and there were still some crumbs stuck on her fingertips. She was too lazy to get a tissue, and when she drank a beverage, she would put her fingers in her mouth and suck on them, rolling her tongue over her fingertips. It was clearly a signature move of a glutton, but to outsiders it had some strange meaning.
Zheng Ran tore off two tissues and threw them into her arms, then drove the car away from the city.
He had walked this route many times, and most of the time it was Fang Zeyu who dozed off in the back seat, and occasionally Rachel Xia would come out, but this time was an exception.
"I have known him for a long time. If you count carefully, it should be since junior high school." Perhaps he was afraid that Rachel Xia would feel uncomfortable, or perhaps he was worried that the not-so-long journey would be so quiet and a little awkward. Anyway, Zheng Ran slowly recalled the distant past and was willing to share his youth with Rachel Xia.
"At that time, I went to a school that was not much different from the Sixth Middle School. I fought, surfed the Internet, and chased girls every day. One day, during a daily fight, Fang Zeyu appeared out of nowhere, rushed through the crowd and dragged me away."
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