Nice to meet you again…
No matter from which angle one dissected that sentence, it could only mean that they had met before and there might even be a story behind it – a story He Juan had forgotten due to his accident.
Actually, just looking at this face, He Juan could more or less guess that the two of them must have known each other before. However, knowing and listening as the other party admitted out loud was two different things altogether. The shock sent a powerful lurch straight to He Juan's heart to the point where he did not even register what the blue-eyed man was addressing him as.
"You…" He Juan gripped onto the broken guardrail, his face drained of all colors. He did not even blink as water clung on his lashes and blurred his gaze. "Who… are you?"
