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"What did you say? This is mine?" Shen Yishu looked incredulous.

"Yes, it's yours."

"Are you kidding? I've never seen you before. How could my things end up in your hands?" Shen Yishu didn't believe what he said at all.

"You tied this to my hand with your own hands. Even though you don't remember it, I have never forgotten it."

"I tied it for you. How come I have no recollection of when it happened?" Shen Yishu was even more confused.

She racked her brains but couldn't remember when she had met him.

Song Cheng had long guessed that she must have forgotten it. At that time, she was still a girl in her teens. So many years have passed, she must have forgotten it long ago.

"That summer, you went shopping with another girl. When you took out your wallet to pay, a thief suddenly jumped out from the side, snatched the wallet from your hand, and ran away." Song Cheng talked about what happened that year.

"So you are the big brother who helped me snatch my wallet back from the thief!" Shen Yishu said in surprise.

"I thought you had forgotten it."

When Song Cheng heard that she still remembered that incident, he finally felt a little better. It was worth the stab wound he had received.

"How could I forget? I got first place in the school exam that time, and my grandfather rewarded me with a lot of money. All my money is in that wallet. If it was really stolen by a thief, I would cry to death."

Shen Yishu got the best score in the school that time, so Mr. Shen rewarded her with a large sum of money. It was the first time that Shen Yishu received so much cash, and she was very happy.

So she went shopping with her best friend, ready to do some shopping. But as soon as she took out her wallet, a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, snatched her wallet, and disappeared without a trace in a short while.

Just when she didn't know what to do, a figure next to her chased after her.

The figure was Song Cheng. He happened to be doing business nearby. When he saw this scene, he chased after him without thinking.

He chased the thief for several blocks before he cornered him in a dead end.

During the fight, the thief scratched his hand with a knife. At the last moment, Song Cheng's friends rushed over. The thief knew he couldn't beat them, so he dropped his wallet and ran away.

When Song Cheng returned the wallet to Shen Yishu, his hands were bleeding.

Seeing his hands covered in blood, Shen Yishu was frightened. She tore off the hairband on her hand without hesitation and tied it on Song Cheng's wound.

Just when she wanted to accompany him to the hospital, he turned around and disappeared in the crowd.

Shen Yishu didn't even have the time to say thank you to him, and watched him disappear.

She blamed herself for this for a long time. The man's hand was injured while helping her get her wallet back, but she didn't even say a word of thanks.

She also asked someone to check it out. She originally wanted to find him and thank him in person, but after searching for a long time, she didn't find any information at all.

Later she forgot about it.

If Song Cheng hadn't mentioned it, she probably would never have thought of that incident in her life. After all, seven years had passed, and it was just a trivial thing in her life, and it was impossible for her to keep it in mind forever.

Song Cheng was very happy to hear that she still remembered that incident. However, when he heard Shen Yishu say that she had a lot of money in her wallet and she felt sorry for losing her wallet, his happy heart instantly sank to the bottom.

It turned out that she was only worried about whether the money in her wallet was lost, and didn't care at all how much blood he shed to help her get her wallet back.

Just when Song Cheng was secretly worried, Shen Yishu walked up to him, took his hand and said: "Let me see if there are any scars on your hands?"

Seeing her carefully examining her hands, hope rekindled in Song Cheng's heart.

"Fortunately there are no scars left. Why did you leave so suddenly? I didn't even have the chance to say thank you to you." Seeing that there were no scars on his hands, Shen Yishu let go of his hand with relief.

"It's not that hand, it's this one." Song Cheng said, stretching out his right hand.

"Ah, there really is a scar. Let me see!" Shen Yishu said and grabbed his right hand.

She took Song Cheng's hand and examined it carefully, and finally found a faint mark on his palm.

"Is this what was left behind back then?" Shen Yishu looked up and asked Song Cheng.

"Ah."

"I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt. It's not too late to thank you now, right?"

Song Cheng didn't expect to hear her thanks seven years later. He thought he would never have any contact with her again, but he didn't expect that the two of them would be so close now.

Smelling the pleasant scent on her body, Song Cheng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Actually, you've already thanked me back then." Song Cheng looked at her with burning eyes.

"When did I thank you? How come I didn't know?" Shen Yishu was confused again.

Song Cheng took out the hairband she had used to bandage his wound and said, "Didn't you give this to me? This is your thank you gift to me."

"This is just a headband that couldn't be more ordinary. How can it be considered a thank you gift? When are you free? I'll treat you to a meal." Shen Yishu said as he went to get the headband.

Song Cheng quickly hid his hands behind his back and said, "Since you've already given it to me, why would I want to take it back?"

"It's just a broken headband. You have no use for it, so you might as well give it back to me." To be honest, when Shen Yishu saw the headband again, she liked it very much and she wanted it back.

But Song Cheng had kept it for so many years, how could he return it to her easily?

"Who said I'm useless? I'm very useful." Song Cheng said as he put the hairband into his pocket.

"You don't use it to tie your hair, why do you keep it?" Shen Yishu didn't expect that he had kept an ordinary headband for so many years.

"Who says it can only be used to tie hair? Can't I use it for other things?"

For example, keep it as a souvenir. Every time I see this headband, it’s like I see her.

Shen Yishu suddenly thought of a terrible question. After so many years, he could still recognize himself. Could it be that he had known his identity for a long time?

"Have you known me seven years ago?" Shen Yishu asked.

Before Song Cheng could answer, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Song Cheng said to the door?

The door was pushed open from the outside with a creaky sound, and Jin Yang walked in carrying a food box.

When Jin Yang saw Shen Yishu standing next to Song Cheng, he was stunned.

These two people were so close to each other, there must be something going on, especially Secretary Shen’s red face. Could they have been doing something embarrassing just now?

Jin Yang stood there and imagined it.

"Why are you still standing there like an idiot? Put your things down and get out." Song Cheng said unhappily when he saw Jin Yang welded to the floor like a pillar.