The warm streetlights above enveloped the three people.
The warm light from above gently cascaded down, wrapping their figures in a cozy and hazy glow.
The night breeze stirred their hair, bringing a hint of autumn chill, yet making the moment feel even more real.
Sun Jiayue stared blankly at her high school classmate across from her, as past memories slowly surfaced in her mind.
Bits of the youthful and vibrant high school scenes flashed before her one by one.
The carefree, exuberant youth gradually overlapped completely with this mature, confident, and distinguished figure.
Both unfamiliar yet familiar, both distant yet close.
"Tang Song?" she murmured to herself.
"It's me. You can't possibly not recognize me, can you?" Tang Song nodded with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
"You've changed... quite a lot." Sun Jiayue tried to calm the waves in her heart, refocusing her gaze.
