Yan Xixi followed her gaze and saw a tall, slender young man with a beaming smile standing at the entrance.
She paused, searching her memory for this person.
Li Zhen, both shocked and delighted, immediately ran over. "Goodness, Yan Xixi, it really is you!"
He rubbed his hands together. "I kept guessing it was you, but I didn't dare to believe it! I can't believe it's really you. Yan Xixi, do you still remember me? I'm Li Zhen..."
She smiled too. "I know. You saved a seat for me once."
So, she actually remembered!
Li Zhen, thrilled and overjoyed, rubbed his hands again, momentarily unsure what to say. The girl opposite him was breathtaking: she wore a sky-blue dress, her skin was as fair as snow, her eyes sparkled, and her raven hair seemed to glint with an inner light. She looked like a radiant, translucent figure, far more stunning than the pretty girl in jeans and a pullover he remembered.
