At the time, Niange's car had broken down, and without a second thought, he ran through the rain and climbed over the school's fence.
When Niange, covered in mud, appeared before her, she felt utterly contented, hugging him and both crying and laughing.
That was their first time alone together in a room. That night, for the first time, she took the initiative to kiss Niange and even reached out to unbutton his shirt. That night, she truly harbored the thought of becoming his woman.
But, she was too nervous that night, and when he reached out, she still tearfully called a halt.
Niange must have loved her then, surely he did, otherwise he wouldn't have endured the discomfort, obediently tidied up her clothes bit by bit, and coaxed her to sleep.
Even now, Ling Momo still believed that Niange had been sincere back then, but that sincerity existed only at that moment.
From the time he was with Jian Chenxi behind her back, that sincerity had probably begun to waver.
