Zi Hanyan had never imagined that one day she would meet someone with such a terrifying memory.
If Jun Wangchen's earlier recitation of the Tangtou Song could have been prepared in advance, then his flawless account of everything she had done over the past few minutes could only mean that he truly possessed such a memory.
Plenty of people had good memories, but Jun Wangchen's had reached the point of perfect recall. It was practically a computer's copy-and-paste function.
Such a memory surpassed ordinary human limits. It was unheard of!
Seeing Zi Hanyan looking at him as though he were a monster, Jun Wangchen rubbed his nose, gazed out the window, and sighed wistfully.
I know I'm handsome, but... actually, there is no "but."
Whenever I reach a crossroads in life and don't know which way to turn or what to choose, I can only remind myself to settle for being handsome for now. Everything else can wait.
In the dead of night, I've sometimes imagined what it feels like to pour all your effort into pursuing a girl. With looks like mine, I probably won't get to experience that in this lifetime.
Please stop praising my good looks behind my back, everyone. I just happen to fit modern beauty standards. It's merely fate playing tricks.
"Jun, has water ever gotten into your brain?" After staring blankly for a while, Zi Hanyan fixed her beautiful eyes on Jun Wangchen, as though trying to see right through him.
Jun Wangchen shook his head, unsure whether to laugh or cry. "If my brain were waterlogged, how could I be talking to you normally?"
"All right, then why is your memory so good if your brain isn't waterlogged?"
Jun Wangchen looked utterly speechless. "Who told you a waterlogged brain gives you a good