"Fanfan, are you video calling Xiao Ye again?"
Fan Xinya came to Su Baizhou's room. Seeing that the latter was on the phone, she asked with a smile.
"Mm."
Su Baizhou looked at her mother and asked in confusion, "Is something wrong, Mom?"
If her mother did not have something to do, she generally would not come into her room.
Fan Xinya sat down on Su Baizhou's bed and said, "Fanfan, do you remember Xiaoyang?"
Little sheep? What sheep?
Su Baizhou tilted her head and asked in puzzlement, "Did our family raise sheep before?"
"No, I mean that little boy you often played with when you were young. I think his name was... Shi Jingyang?"
"I don't remember."
Su Baizhou answered in an even tone.
She did not have a deep impression of things from the past.
She only remembered being very mischievous as a child, often playing with a huge group of children. She had even been the leader of the kids.
But she could not remember which specific children she had played with, not a single one.
Still, it turned out the Xiaoyang her mother had mentioned was a person's name. She had thought it was a sheep.
Thinking of that, Su Baizhou felt a wave of embarrassment.
Why did it feel like her thoughts had gotten a little strange? Why were her reactions not as sharp as before?
How could she have thought that a name her mother was asking whether she remembered might be a sheep?
An illusion. It had to be an illusion.
It was all that junior's fault. He had already changed the way she thought.
"What happened to Xiaoyang, Mom?" Su Baizhou continued asking.
"That child is the same age as you. Didn't he just graduate from college? I heard he found a