Nangong Yunyi had just arrived at West District when he saw the woman talking cheerfully with Hong Ling. His eyes shot open, and he roughly rubbed his eyes with disbelief.
This… is Hong Luan? Am I seeing right? This was really Hong Luan?
Nangong Yunyi stopped in place. Several times, he wanted to go up but did not have the guts, so he could only linger at a distance and foolishly watch her. He was afraid that Hong Luan would disappear as soon as he took a step forward.
Detecting Nangong Yunyi's gaze, Hong Luan turned her head and saw the handsome man who appeared, a smile spreading on her beautiful face.
"Nangong Yunyi, it's been a long time. Do you not recognize me?"
The woman's voice was as familiar as always and made Nangong Yunyi recall when they first met… All sorts of feelings welled up in his heart. Jubilance, excitement, as well as an indescribable feeling—they all assailed his heart.
"Hong Luan, you are still alive?"
