Song Jiaqi chuckled, "Mumu, you're only nineteen, aren't you? Don't act like a little old lady trying to console me. When I'm not in a good mood, I just like to be alone and sleep it off."
"I really envy Sister Jiaqi for being able to selectively forget things." Mu Anran propped up her cheek, "Sometimes, I want to forget some annoying things, but they're firmly etched in my mind."
Song Jiaqi gazed at the brightest star in the sky, "I... I seem to have forgotten the most important part."
She had forgotten why she had broken up with Su Ye.
Mu Anran glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, but still took out her phone, "Sister Jiaqi, take a look at this."
Song Jiaqi took the phone from her.
When she saw the photo on the screen, her expression tightened, "This... Where did you get this photo?"
Mu Anran smiled, "This was when Ah Qian and I were making a cake at a DIY cake shop, and I found it on the photo wall. I thought it was interesting, so I took a picture of it."
