He was talking about Meng Chunchen.
Why!
Su Fang raised his head and looked at him. His lips moved as if he wanted to smile, but he couldn't move. His face seemed to be frozen by the surprisingly cold air conditioner.
Silly science fiction.
"Hello, I'm Su Fang." She heard her own voice replying calmly.
Meng Chunchen said nothing, just looked at her quietly.
Except that he has grown taller, his overall appearance is the same as when he was a child, with a snow-white face, a white chin, a vertical and straight nose, and long eyebrows, as deep and cold as a porcelain statue.
It's a pity that he has become taller, otherwise Su Fang would have thought that they met in a dream and it was not real.
Intention: Meeting the other person doesn't have to be fate or evil.