Du Heng will still think of this encounter in the future. The man's face was half-hidden in the shadows of the room, but his tall and handsome features could still be seen clearly. A sense of romance spread throughout the room. He raised his eyebrows and spoke, his voice still smiling: "Xie Yuan is in Xia Shu. May I ask for your honorable name?"
It was such an endless splendor of youth and frivolity, and recalling it many years later still made him dizzy.
Du Heng smiled quietly, and the sunlight illuminated the other party's white clothes. He heard his own voice clearly: "Du Heng."
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