Behind her was a man laughing loudly, causing Anne's face to turn red from anger. This was the thing that made Alan feel the most accomplished.

Anne walked to the side of the field and sat down, her eyes looking at the large field, her mind full of memories. That clean looking young man from back then, was now a mature and steady man.

Alan turned around and walked out of the school gate. He found the yogurt that Anne liked to drink back then and held it in his palm. He hid it behind his back and walked towards her step by step. "Alas, this place is full of the memories of my youth. How nostalgic!" The man sighed emotionally and sat by her side. Then, he showed the bottle of yoghurt to Anne's side as though he was performing a magic trick. "Here you are. It's the one that you loved the most!"

Anne was stunned as she looked at the yogurt.

"Take it. Weren't you fond of drinking it before?" After forcefully placing the yogurt onto her hand, Alan stared at the sports field in front of him with a profound look, and then pretended to be cool. Anne held tightly onto the bottle of yoghurt, tears inexplicably appearing in her eyes.

"How can you still remember it..." How many years had it been? She was no longer the girl who liked to nibble on the straw drinking the yogurt. That was why she was so agitated when she received this staff that only appeared in her memory.

"I remember everything about you. Also, I remember that we met for the first time on March 27th. You bumped into me. It was just after class, so it should be around 4.30pm. As for the accuracy of what you said to one minute and one second, I really can't say it out. I didn't have time to look at my watch that day. I just had time to look at you." Alan's handsome face was overflowing with a smile, but his voice was getting more and more magnetic, moving and pleasant to listen to.

Anne felt her mind was shaking. She wanted to make things difficult for him today, because she wanted to see him embarrassed in front of his good friends. In any case, he had a thick skin, and there was always a way to resolve this.

But she didn't expect that he would still remember it. It was cleared that he date and time were both correct.

"You bumped into me, kept apologizing to me with your head lowered, and even helped I pick up the books that were dropped. It's such an old-fashioned plot, just like in every youth movie. But, it's different, those are our memories!" Alan lowered his head and chuckled, his mind still recalling the girl Anne back then. She was flustered and helpless, with a pair of bright big eyes, her skin was as white and tender as milk. When he first saw her, in reality, the first thing he wanted to do was to pinch her face, since it would definitely be very soft and tender.

Anne slightly opened her mouth. Obviously, those words were moved by his words, causing his to be somewhat stunned.

"Why... Why are you mentioning this? You pinched my face at that time." Anne did not dare to let this atmosphere continue. She was afraid that she would be unable to restrain herself from crying. That would be so embarrassing.

"Oh, did I really pinch you?" Alan had an astonished expression on his face: "My hands might have been itchy at that time, or it might have been because you were too easy to bully."

All of Anne's emotions were immediately blown away by the wind because of what he said. She heavily poked the straw into the yogurt cup, then lowered her head and started to suck.

Alan looked at her sulking appearance, and saw that she was just as adorable as before.

"Ah, I just realized something!" Alan said lazily as he placed his hands behind his back and rested his head.

"What did you replace?" Anne could not help but be agitated, as she stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes and asked.

"I discovered that after you grew up, your temper didn't get any better. On the contrary, it got worse and worse. If this goes on, how could I withstand it? I remember back then, your speech was very small and gentle, like the sound of a mosquito. It made my heart itch." Alan just could not control his mouth and wanted to be beat up by someone.

Anne immediately punched him. "That's right, my temper isn't too good right now, you decide for yourself."

"It's fine. Your bad temper was spoiled by me. I can endure it!" The man immediately started fawning on her with a smile. This chorus and spat really did feel like being in love for the first time.

Anne couldn't be bothered to care about his dishonest expression, and pointed in a direction: "I have a very deep impression of you. I gave you a water towel and some water, and you intentionally went to receive another girl's. Do you know that I had an idea of going to die immediately?"

"Is that true?" Alan's body tensed up, was she here to settle old scores?

Could he run away immediately?

Anne tilted her head, and stared at him with hidden bitterness: "Don't you remember? There was a heavy rain that afternoon, and I walked home alone in the rain. You really broke my heart that day." "Ah, I... I may have done it deliberately to attract your attention. I'm such an awkward person, you know that now." Alan seemed to be able to tell that she was not in a very good mood and quickly explained in a gentle tone.

"I don't know if you did it on purpose, but at that time, I was very sad. Perhaps it was because I saw you as my world, yet you abandoned me." Anne was still able to recall that desperate state of mind back then as she lowered her head and laughed at herself, "Alan, my entire youth, is all you."

Alan's heart tightened as he reached out to hug her. His thin lips lightly kissed her hair: "That's good. At least it's not another man."

"What about you?" Anne raised her head and looked at him.

Alan was surprised, there was indeed more to it. Alas, this woman's mind, no matter what, he could not really understand.

"Me? Of course ... At that time, I was very rebellious when I was in my teens. You know, other than playing, I was sleeping, I was playing basketball, and I was chasing after you!" Alan casually replied, not knowing which sentence was the true meaning behind his words.

"Yeah, at that time, your family background was good and your looks were handsome, so you were always surrounded by others. Of course, you wouldn't have noticed me!" Anne grumbled feeling dejected. "Idiot, of course I noticed you. You were very special at that time, very cute!" Alan couldn't replace any words to describe her at this time.

"Only noticing that I'm cute?" Anne blinked her eyes.

"Also, you especially like crying. I really want to mention this point. As soon as you cry, my head will grow big. I don't know where I've offended you!" Alan was still afraid that she would cry. It seemed that this habit of hers had not changed, and had still been preserved.

Anne immediately laughed out. Was this man really afraid that she would cry?

"Alan, look, they are already getting married. Do you want to get married too? Since it won't cost much money, I'll pay it for you!" Anne suddenly joked.

"Really? You want to pay for our getting married? Alright, let's go and get a certificate first!" Alan immediately carried her from the chair, and left as soon as he said.

Anne,

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