"Do you think they would talk to you about it?"
Wen Zhi put down the remaining half cup of water and sighed helplessly, "Maybe... probably not."
She wasn't sure.
Because in a way, this matter was already a closed chapter.
Mom had said that no one was allowed to mention this affair ever again, as if Meng Fan had never been to Licheng that year and nothing had happened.
It wasn't that Mom was being overbearing, Wen Zhi understood all too well that her mother was looking out for her daughter's well-being, not wanting her to re-enter the painful abyss and suffer over and over again after just managing to step out of the shadows.
Even though Mom didn't know what painful experience Meng Fan had in Licheng that year.
In the minute Wen Zhi was lost in memories, Shang Hexing had already come over and sat beside her, "Are you afraid she'll remember the past?"
Wen Zhi turned her head to look at the man who was just inches away, "Afraid, but I'm also holding on to a slim hope."