"Call my name, Xiaowan"
"Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng" Jiang Wan's voice was a little hoarse due to affection. She reached out and wanted to hug the girl in front of her.
The girl took her hand, put it on her face, and kissed her palm.
"Xiaowan, it's mine."
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Jiang Wan later wondered if the relationship between them would have been different if he had not taken that road and not stopped to see the girl at that time. But this was fate and everything was just right.