Duan Xingzhi pursed his lips and said nothing, suddenly stopping the car by the roadside, then opened the door with disregard and got out, taking a few steps to catch up, reaching out to grab the woman's wrist.
"Xiao Bai..."
But upon seeing the woman's face, his initial excitement and thrill turned into unbearable disappointment.
The young girl blushed upon seeing the elegant and handsome man before her, asking, "Sir, you..."
Duan Xingzhi let go of her hand, somewhat awkwardly saying, "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
The young girl smiled and shook her head, "It's okay."
Duan Xingzhi watched the young girl walk away in a daze, then returned to the car, numb.
Though Duan Xingsen hadn't gotten out of the car, he had pretty much guessed what had happened, sighed lightly, and asked, "You still haven't forgotten her?"
"I thought I was going to forget, but seeing a back similar to hers made me remember again."
"Then you haven't forgotten."
