Even after Yang Yunhai had left for quite some time, Old Liu still hadn't come to his senses.
What did he hear?
Yang Yunhai told him, 'You know her too.' Could it be that he actually knows the girl who saved him?
How is that possible!
"Who is she?" Old Liu almost blurted out.
Yang Yunhai simply smiled faintly, stood up from his seat, brushed off the invisible dust on his clothes, and walked away under Old Liu's intense gaze.
Gone, gone, gone!
Just like that, he left!
Old Liu: "..."
If not for the untouched cup of tea still on the table, he would definitely think he was dreaming.
But the tea was still warm, just moments ago someone had been sitting there.
Who is she?
Old Liu frustratedly patted his forehead.
Today's events came too suddenly, his head was a bit slow to catch up.
Who is she?
Isn't the answer obvious?
No wonder!
No wonder when he first saw her, he felt a sense of familiarity and affection!
