Oh yeah. That day, before we went to the TD above mac at east coast, while at the HK cafe, I saw a familiar face. He saw me too. He waved. I waved back. He’s with someone I did not know. I wanted to walk over to talk a bit, but the rest was ready to go off.
And then, for 1 whole day the next day, I had been thinking: what’s his name?
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I only remembered other things.
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And finally, I remembered: ryan peh.
Yeah.
Memory.