"Have we been very familiar before, or do you love and hate me to the core?" He raised his eyebrows, showing his composure without anger.
"No, we didn't have much interaction before..."
"Really? Then why is my name tattooed on your back?"
"..." The answer in the depths of time is why silence can be exchanged.
At that time, she was young and frivolous, and her concentration was very poor. A few glances at someone would make her fascinated.
At that time, I was too green, I ate forbidden fruits, and I didn't know the sorrow of the world.
I was so ignorant at that time that I thought I would never let go if I identified him.
At that time... It was the past after all...
Later...
He was full of sarcasm and asked her with a half-smile, "Shen Huan's son looks so much like me, as if we were carved from the same mold. Xia Li, what do you think?"