Lu Qingqing looked up at the young girl in front of her, "You're asking me?"
With fair skin and a melon-shaped face, she had a pair of big eyes, very beautiful yet very unfamiliar.
The other party nodded, unable to hide the joy on her face, "Yes, Miss Lu. I saw photos of you and Fu Sheng wearing masks and sunglasses online, and I also saw a photo of you with friends. That's how I knew you were the lifesaver I've been looking for."
"Lifesaver?" Lu Qingqing couldn't remember.
It was probably because studying had taken up all her brain cells recently; she really had no memory of the girl before her.
The other person hurriedly explained: "Have you forgotten, Miss Lu? It's understandable, you're a busy person, you might not remember. Last year at Yang City station, Miss Lu saved a girl who almost got stabbed by a man proposing, that girl is me!"