The voice was cold and hoarse. It lingered between her teeth and made Ji Mianmian's heart throb. She felt a sharp pain.
She paused and slowly raised her head, meeting his eyes.
He still looked the same as the last time they met. His face was pale and bloodless, his soft brown short hair was submissively pressed against his head, and his eyes were cold and distant.
There was a faint smile on his face. It was polite and distant, but it made people feel good about him.
"It 's...You," Ji Mianmian said.
"It's you,"he said.
The two of them spoke almost at the same time.
Ji Mianmian's heart was throbbing in pain, but at the same time, it was also beating. She was very happy to see him again. She was really seeing her again.
Yan qingsi had previously promised to help Ji Mianmian find him, but there were too many people in the audience at the time. It was not easy to find him in a short time.