When we first met, the young man was no more than a young man. He was dressed in white and had picturesque features. Those beautiful and outrageous peach blossom eyes were filled with water so clear that one could see the bottom of it at a glance.
He was seven years old at the time, and his little finger on his left hand had just been broken off by a carriage.
Xue Yang thought that if he were to meet such a beautiful person again, he would definitely protect him for the rest of his life.
Later, while he was wandering around the market, he met a person, who was wearing a peony dress, with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows, a smile on his lips, and a charming look.
Xue Yang was stunned for the second time in his life.
Why did this young man's features feel so familiar to him?
It seems that there once was a handsome young man who looked at him so tenderly.
The man said that his name was Jin Guangyao, the daughter of Qiong Yao.
Jin Guangyao, Xue Yang said silently.
What a nice name.
He secretly wrote down the man's name, but he didn't expect that he would remember it for a lifetime.