"Do you really not remember me?" Lu Jing seemed to be able to see through Ji Weitian's thoughts as he suddenly asked.
"..." Ji Weitian's body stiffened, her hand holding the teacup paused midair, somewhat surprised as she looked at him.
Did they know each other?
Impossible.
With Lu Jing's distinct personal features, if they had known each other, she couldn't possibly have no impression of him at all.
"Are you joking with me?" Ji Weitian asked tentatively.
The most awkward thing is when someone suddenly appears, claims to know you, but you have no impression of them at all...
"It seems you really have forgotten me."
Lu Jing's tone suddenly became despondent, tinged with a hint of loneliness.
He finished the tea in his cup in one gulp and put the cup down.
His deep, brown eyes, fixed intently on Ji Weitian, he slowly opened his lips.
"Five years ago, we met, do you really not have any impression of me?"
"..."
Ji Weitian really didn't remember.
