"Tang Jun, you're not that stingy, are you? You're not really going to take back what you gave away?"
Yuan Yu held the clay doll protectively in her arms, afraid that Tang Jun would snatch it back.
Tang Jun: "I won't snatch it."
After speaking, Tang Jun added, "I can't see with my eyes, even if I wanted to snatch it, I couldn't beat you."
Yuan Yu glanced at his eyes, only then remembering that Tang Jun was blind. Even if he truly wanted to snatch it, he couldn't beat her. As long as she ran far, he couldn't catch up.
"You saved me before, so consider this a thank you gift." Tang Jun reiterated.
Yuan Yu twitched her lips and said, "You don't still remember that night on the mountain half a year ago, do you?"
"Yes."
Tang Jun nodded, but felt something was off. Yuan Yu's words seemed to suggest that something had happened that night.
