She stared blankly at the familiar face, unable to figure out what kind of emotion she was feeling. The beating of her heart became disordered as the memories came flooding back. She took a deep breath and clung to the corner of her clothes unnaturally, almost suspecting that this was an unreal dream.
However, the reality did not give her a chance to escape. She could only open her eyes wide and watch him walk towards her step by step. That face with exquisite and impeccable features, carrying those painful memories, gradually became clear, almost drowning her completely.
She told herself to calm down, or simply turn around and walk away, but her tired body seemed to have been drained of energy, and she could no longer exert any strength. There was already a cold wall behind her. She knew that this time, she had no way to retreat.
The man finally walked up to her, staring at her with his deep eyes, which contained complex undercurrents that made her suffocate. She instinctively turned her head to avoid it, but at this moment, she heard his cold voice, with a hint of deliberate laziness and teasing, slowly cutting through the heavy air in front of her:
"Yin Lan... What a coincidence, isn't it?"