Wen Xu hadn't changed his habits from years ago; his light pink dyed hair was still semi-long, half draped and half tied, looking like some kind of celebrity idol.
As he pushed open the door and walked in, he complained, "Xiao Xu, didn't you say you'd come out to meet me? I wandered around the third floor twice before I found my way here. Didn't they consider the layout when they built this place?"
Wen Xu only noticed Jiang Yi was also there after he spoke.
The moment he saw Jiang Yi, Wen Xu's eyes lit up.
"Wow, am I seeing things? Jiang Yi? My revolutionary comrade? Is that really you?"
Jiang Yi looked at him with smiling eyes.
It had truly been over three years since Jiang Yi and Wen Xu had seen each other.
Now, although Wen Xu was wearing a suit and seemed a bit more composed,
once he started talking, he was still the same youthful spirit who had once fought off a dozen with Jiang Yi.
