When she realized what she was thinking about, she was stunned herself.
Blinking blankly, a sudden restlessness took hold of her, and she couldn't help but take out her phone, wanting to call him.
The call wasn't dialed, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of her.
A slender figure, wearing a striking short skirt, with graceful manners, and a faint scent of perfume...
The familiar sensation had only just dazzled Ji Weitian's brain, when the person in front of her joyfully grabbed her hand: "Weitian, it really is you, I thought I was mistaken, do you still remember me? I'm Xinyan!"
"..."
Ji Weitian lifted her head and saw the person clearly.
Her mind blanked for a moment.
It was as if time had rewound to four years ago, when she, unable to believe she was pregnant, had sneaked off to the hospital alone to get a check-up.
The fear of the unknown, the reverence for life, had made her so nervous then.
