When Liu Changan arrived at the foot of Lushan Mountain and followed An Nuanfa’s location, it was already an hour later when he found the milk tea shop called “Cha Da Da Da”.
The walls are whitewashed on the uneven bricks, there are wooden tables and chairs in twos and threes, plastic arabesques hanging from the ceiling, and students from nearby universities sitting in the corner using laptops to catch up on homework or papers. There is nothing special about this milk tea shop.
Except for the special warmth.
When he entered the first year of high school, Liu Changan, who was living under a new identity, had some physical adaptation and adjustment conditions as usual. He fell down the stairs. People said that he was lost when he saw Bai Hui, but he helped him up at that time. It was An Nuan who was there. When he opened his eyes in confusion, the panicked eyes on the beautiful face of the sixteen-year-old girl were staring at him.
After thousands of years of wind and snow, walking in the world, it is the mentality of a young man to be in a trance.
For Liu Changan, everyone from the beginning of his memory is nothing special. They are just lives born from the natural laws of this world, including himself. However, when these lives entered Liu Changan’s life in the era when they were born, , there are always some people who are special at that time.
An Nuan was drinking orange juice. There was also a glass of orange juice on the seat opposite her. The edge of the glass was covered with water droplets, and the ice cubes inside had melted. It must have tasted a little watery.
Sitting next to An Nuan was her best friend Han Zhizhi. Professor Ling’s daughter, who lived opposite An Nuan’s house, was facing Liu Changan with eyes and expressions that were slightly complimentary but gloating.
When she was a freshman in high school, Han Zhizhi came to the Affiliated Middle School to play with An Nuan. Han Zhizhi was in another high school, and her reputation and strength were as good as those of the Affiliated Middle School.
“Let me just say, it takes him half an hour to come down from Lushan Mountain. It takes him an hour.” An Nuan chatted as usual.
“But when he came from home, he was not slow at all.” Han Zhizhi’s tone was ambiguous.
Han Zhizhi does not have An Nuan’s appearance and figure, but she is also very cute. Basically, Liu Changan will use the word “cute” to describe women from birth to the time they are about to be buried.
Liu Changan sat down and drank orange juice.
“He can catch the moon in the sky, and catch turtles in the five oceans. He is so powerful.” An Nuan said to Han Zhizhi.
Han Zhizhi immediately showed an expression of admiration: “The punch in the Nanshan nursing home and the kick in the Beihai kindergarten were also his heroic deeds.”
An Nuan was actually no longer in the mood to talk. It was impossible not to be moved. Liu Changan was usually calm and didn’t care about anything, but when h