The clear and loud voice, accompanied by a hint of surprise, was like a clear spring flowing slowly in a mountain stream, pressing steadily against my ears.

I raised my eyes slightly, and in my blurry vision, I saw a familiar face wearing a black and white windbreaker and a black bowler hat appearing at the foot of four or five steps, looking at me with joy.

When our eyes met, I recognized those beautiful peach blossom eyes.

It’s Yuan Tianye.

I quickly held ...