"Don't you have someone you like?" An Zixi looked at Ye Yifan and asked. Ye Yifan smiled, wanting to find someone he liked in his distant memories was not so simple.

"Yes, but I only remember one." Ye Yifan smiled and his mind was filled with the good memories of his youth.

Adolescence? Yes, he remembered himself at that time, his first love.

Of course, there was also his grandmother, the woman who had always taken care of him. If it was said that ...