There are so many men and women in the world named Chen Chen, it can't be him. Even if he is the same person, even Xiang Wan himself doesn't remember what he looks like. After more than ten years, how could that proud guy remember her humble self?
"Starry, starry night, Paint your palette blue and gray. Look out on a summer's day, With eyes that know the darkness in my soul..." Qi Yu's heavenly voice came, ethereal and gentle, but with such indescribable sadness. It's rare for a girl to use such a sad old song as a ringtone. Chen Chen felt that he had a very subtle connection with this song, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.