After seven years, Xia Xiao did not expect that he would meet Zhang Haoran again in this form. On a busy street, separated by busy traffic and an intersection, he was still the same as before, tall and visible in the crowd, but the warm and sunny smile on his face disappeared, leaving only cold eyes. Xia Xiao didn't have the courage to say hello, but Zhang Haoran didn't seem to recognize her. They passed by.