"180-0012-1111." But, suddenly, Chen Zongheng spoke calmly and reported his mobile phone number.

Under the Autumn Frost: "..."

Yuan Li hurriedly took out his mobile phone, quickly wrote down his number, and then saved it.

"What do you call a note?" she asked cautiously.

"List."

Chen Zong replied with one word, turned around and left.

The beautiful eyes under the autumn frost were a little complicated. She glared at Yuan Li jealously, then turned around and followed Chen Zongheng...

Yuan Li was left alone, standing blankly downstairs in the girls' dormitory, her beautiful eyes looking at the figure that gradually disappeared at the end.

Her eyes were moist.

For the first time, someone stood up for her.

She will remember this man.

…

Late at night, when the moon is full, the love is deep.

Return to the villa estate.

Chen Zongheng was sitting alone on the rooftop of the villa, holding a bottle of red wine.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky with bright stars.

A full moon hangs high.

When is the end of the world?

The temples are blooming with beauty.

He took out a yellowed photo from his suit pocket.

In that photo, there was a strikingly beautiful face of a young woman.

That woman and the Yuan Li I met today were almost as if they were carved from the same mold.

Exactly the same.

Apart from their temperaments, their looks almost overlap.

"Xiaojie..." Chen Zongheng stroked the photo, and an unprecedented complexity flashed through his pupils, which was the tenderness in his eyes.

"I met someone who looks very similar to you... She is almost exactly the same as you when you were studying..."

"It's a pity that she is more cowardly than you..."

Chen Zongheng took a big gulp of wine, and his eyes were already moist.

I recall my childhood in the army that year, with iron-blooded tenderness and youthful shadows.
Chapter completed!