Five years and more than 1,800 days and nights, Lu Chen still recognized Ye Ruchu at a glance across the crowd. The colorful, flower-like face became clearer and clearer in his mind. He could even imagine her current expression, which must be a wrinkled nose and a look of reluctance. He understood very early on that he had lost his heart, completely.
(See you again)
The little girl made a babyish voice, and the cute Ye Ruchu wanted to put the two of them in her pocket and take them home, and the defense tower in her heart collapsed completely. After whispering her whereabouts to the colleague next to her, she led the two dolls carved in pink and jade and walked towards the teaching building.
Not far away, a black Bentley slowly drove away from the school. Lu Chen's eyes darkened in the car: Ye Ruchu.