In Fu Yi's eyes, Jiang Pei was a beam of light, giving him direction in the dark forest.
He hadn't seen him for ten years. When this person stood in front of him for the first time, Jiang Pei subconsciously put out the cigarette in his hand.
"Long time no see, how are you?"
No, my life is not good at all.
This sentence could not come out of Jiang Pei's mouth.
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