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However, the man who was reading raised his head and smiled at her. Suddenly, it was like the moment when the flowers bloomed. The earth was filled with the feeling of spring. A smile also appeared on Gu Linxi's face. She seemed to be very familiar with everything, and also very familiar with this man in front of her.

More than half of her soul had been taken away by now, and she couldn't help but take a few steps forward. The four or five steps felt like walking on a red carpet, which made her especially excited. At this moment, Gu Linxi looked just like a movie fan. She had finally seen the celebrity she had liked for a very, very long time in her heart. She wanted to get close to him, but was afraid of disturbing him.

That man's face was still as captivating as before, and Gu Linxi's cheeks were slightly red. In her heart, she yearned to go up and ask that man. She wanted to ask what his name was. At this moment, Gu Linxi had already forgotten too many things. She had forgotten her previous wariness towards this man. At the same time, she had also forgotten the words that Gu Wei had said to him.

All that was left in his sight was the man reading under the cherry tree.

”Can you tell me your name?” Gu Linxi heard her voice, lightly echoing in this place.

That man locked gazes with Gu Lingxi. His eyes seemed to be filled with an unshakeable tenderness and also full of deep affection. He raised his hand and made an inviting gesture in the direction of Gu Linxi. No one could reject such a character, and Gu Linxi was no exception. Her steps uncontrollably moved forward as she wanted to hold onto this man's hand.

Such a scene seemed familiar to him. It seemed that many years ago, such a scene had also occurred. Gu Lin Xi was reluctant to refuse. If this was just a dream, then she was also reluctant to wake up.

At the same time, Jiang Jiayi also had the same dream as Gu Jingxi. It was not really a dream. It was just that his thoughts had returned to the time when he was trapped in a dream.

That year, he was still a junior in his university, and there was a cherry tree there. At noon he leaned against the tree and looked at the book in his hand. A little girl with a ponytail had intruded into his world.

”I like you very much. What's your name?” she asked.

His eyes were clear and bright, as if he could see himself in them. She was not a very beautiful girl, but the way she spoke was as if she didn't know anything. She was like a seven or eight-year-old girl, so transparent.

”What do you like about me?” He heard his own voice asking, but there seemed to be ripples in his heart.

”You're very pretty, just like a pearl. I really like you.” The straightforward and bold words made people wonder if this girl was really an idiot.