Chapter 89: Could It Be That She Had a First Love?

Although it was an old movie, the visuals were beautiful and delicate; Bai Shuruo found it effortless to watch, and the more she watched, the more she felt it was good.

The film's narrative unfolded slowly, and it wasn't until the scene where the heroine looked up in the snow that Bai Shuruo realized Han Yangting's WeChat profile picture came from this very movie.

The film's heroine had a first love in middle school, but because her father passed away and the first love's confession was too obscure, she did not understand it.

It wasn't until after the first love passed away, when the first love's fiancée wrote her a letter, that she slowly recalled the events of that time and realized that she, too, had been deeply loved by someone back then.

After the film finished, Bai Shuruo sat dazed on the sofa.

She herself could not remember many things about middle school; could it be that, like the heroine in the movie, she had also forgotten many things?

She tried hard to recall the past, but in her mind, there were still only hazy shadows regarding the people from back then.

The deepest impression was probably that back of someone running on the playground.

Could it be that she once had a first love too?

Thinking of this, Bai Shuruo could not help but clutch her chest.

This place seemed to have a trace of a flutter.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

Early that morning, Wang Hu sent another message to Bai Shuruo: Classmate Bai Shuruo, our middle school classmates are having a reunion today, would you like to come?

Bai Shuruo thought of that movie and struggled for a while.

If she really had a first love, then what about Han Yangting?

She was a married woman; even if she remembered the past, what could she do? Could she possibly get a divorce?

Yet she had a doubt in her heart: Han Yangting also liked that movie; could her past have something to do with him? Where was he at that time?

Regardless, Bai Shuruo wanted to go; perhaps she could remember something.

So she replied to Wang Hu, saying she would arrive in the evening.

……

In the evening, Bai Shuruo arrived at the restaurant according to the location Wang Hu sent.

The classmates from back then were either children of the wealthy or children of officials; someone had booked an entire hotel lobby to host the old classmates for a meal. When Bai Shuruo arrived, she saw a large group of handsome men and beautiful women sitting inside.

"Oh, Bai Shuruo is here!"

"Bai Shuruo, come over and sit."

"It's been so many years, you've really become a great beauty."

"……"

Although Bai Shuruo saw that they were all unfamiliar faces, they were very enthusiastic toward her.

She was quickly surrounded by a group of people and sat down.

"Bai Shuruo, if it weren't for Wang Hu, would you have never contacted us?"

"You were a great person back then; it was you who helped me borrow my *Slam Dunk*."

"And my *One Piece*."

"And my *Twilight*."

"……"

These were all books and comics that were not allowed during the third year of middle school.

Bai Shuruo was puzzled; was she really that omnipotent?

A girl asked her sheepishly: "By the way, Bai Shuruo, what happened to that librarian later? Are you still in contact?"

"Librarian?" Bai Shuruo clearly did not remember.

"The tall and handsome librarian," the girl said. "The one who was very cool at playing basketball."

Bai Shuruo shook her head: "No, we are not in contact."

A boy said: "That librarian also resigned after we graduated; I don't know where he went."

"What a pity; the girls in our class were too timid at the time and didn't dare to ask him for his phone number."

"Someone from Class Three asked, but he didn't give it."

"……" As Bai Shuruo listened, that handsome back appeared before her eyes again.

Could it be that she really did have a first love?

Someone else asked Bai Shuruo: "Bai Shuruo, that librarian used to take such good care of you, why didn't you ask for his contact information?"

Bai Shuruo shook her head: "There... wasn't any need to be in contact, right?"

"You are too silly; you didn't seize such a good opportunity. You were the part-time duty student at the library back then."

Although Bai Shuruo could not remember, she still followed their lead and said: "That was just work."

A girl complained: "Sigh, it's all our fault for being young and ignorant back then; we didn't know that such a handsome guy was as rare as a national treasure. If I saw him again now, I would definitely climb into his bed."

"Zhang Meimei, can you be a little more reserved? You have a boyfriend."

"……" The others were laughing, and Bai Shuruo was laughing too.

At this point, she basically understood the reason she was so popular: in her third year of middle school, she helped them borrow books they couldn't borrow themselves.

Also, she might have had that librarian's contact information, but she didn't.

Seeing that she didn't have the contact information, the female classmates stopped chatting with her, and everyone returned to their own small circles to reminisce.

There were two male classmates who were enthusiastic toward her and kept wanting to chat with her, but she was not good at chatting, which was very awkward.

Afterward, it was almost just eating while watching them frolic and play.

Even so, she still could not remember who they actually were.

……

After the class reunion, Bai Shuruo always felt that her situation was very abnormal; such a cliché thing as amnesia had actually happened to her!

Back home, she specifically searched her situation on Baidu and was surprised to find that psychological research also had cases like hers.

Because that period was too painful, her brain refused to recall things from that time.

The female lead in "Love Letter" only temporarily forgot things from that period, but if she had someone to guide her, she could slowly remember.

Bai Shuruo's situation was much more severe; not only did her father pass away, but she also encountered family upheavals, and she must have experienced the coldness of human relationships during that time, making her not want to recall it.

She tried hard to think, yet the more she thought, the more her head ached, and the more she felt a pain in her chest.

Forget it.

Whether she had those memories or not didn't matter; without those memories, wasn't she living just fine right now?

The sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Bai Shunan called and asked Bai Shuruo to go to the new company.

The new company had actually already been renovated, and the office supplies were in place; Bai Shunan pointed to one of the offices and said, "Ruoruo, your office."

Bai Shuruo was overjoyed: "Sister, isn't it the New Year now? Where did you find people to do the work?"

"Ling Feng found them, mainly Ali, that person under your husband."

"So it was him, no wonder." Bai Shuruo thought of Ali, who always smelled like barbecue, "Isn't he from Beishi? Why didn't he go back to Beishi?"

"Ling Feng said he hooked up with a wealthy woman here, and the wealthy woman won't let him go back."

"I see."

Bai Shuruo began to look around her office; it was neither big nor small, located in the innermost room, very quiet, and most suitable for doing design work.

"Sister, I get an office all to myself? Isn't that inappropriate?" Bai Shuruo asked.

"What's inappropriate about it? You are our chief designer, how could we mistreat you?" Bai Shunan took her hand and said, "See if you need to add anything else; you can buy it yourself, and after you buy it, come to me for reimbursement."

"No need, I'll do it myself," Bai Shuruo said, "By the way, Sister, I can also buy into the company now; I'll invest 160,000."

"Where did you get the money?"