A dark light flashed in his eyes. He looked at her and said slowly, "A long time ago, you told me that I really want to go to Vancouver to see maple leaves..."
Upon hearing this, Stella was stunned for a few seconds. It seemed that something occurred to her which made her facial expression changed.
It was indeed a long time ago.
At that time, she was still a spoiled little girl, clamoring to go to Vancouver to see maple leaves.
The man, who was locked in his memory, wanted to take her to Australia to see Clara.
That man might never have imagined that she would choose Australia, so she was here now.
"Miles, I didn't expect you to know me the best."
She gave a slightly self-deprecating smile, and her indifferent look made the man feel more distressed.
Miles held bac
