In the candlelight shadow, Song July's hand clenched into a fist, the nail embedded in the skin and flesh, felt the slight pain, as if she had sobered up all of a sudden, so she said, "Yes, I don't remember."

"In February this year, we were still in Jiangcheng, you gave me your birthday, and Sang Sang and Qi Jane colluded, deliberately made a cake to me. Later, though, you made a mistake about sugar and salt, the cake was salty." He talked about the scene when he was still in Jiangcheng.

The memory suddenly became more vivid. At that time, she had just been born in the sun, and...