Ye Milan was slightly startled. They had changed many years ago.
The boy who was wearing a blue and white plaid shirt now has a slightly raised face and looks at her with still bright eyes. Behind him is the prosperity of the 21st floor.
She asked him with a somewhat dry throat: "Why, does it seem familiar?"
Suddenly she was extremely nervous, just like she had been when she was a child.
He smiled and said, "No, it feels like a lifetime ago."
Ye Milan breathed a sigh of relief, he had never forgotten it.