Lin Xiaoguai couldn't help but want to laugh after hearing this, her mind vaguely remembered indeed having such a classmate. She hesitantly asked, "Did he bring me a raw egg the next day?"
"Right," came Jiang Xiaomei's laughter over the phone, unable to hold back, "He was afraid to delay another day and not dare to give you anything, so he brought a raw egg that wouldn't spoil."
Lin Xiaoguai's memory began to clear up, ah, so it was Chang Chunji after all.
Speaking of it, it wasn't that Lin Xiaoguai had a poor memory of Chang Chunji, if it were her last life now, she definitely would still remember him.
