In that moment, it felt as if time had suddenly rewound to the past.
It was like seeing my past self with Ji Yanche in an instant.
Ruge's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slowly withdrew her gaze and silently walked towards her apartment building.
But as she walked, she realized that the other end of the rainbow in the sky unexpectedly extended to the front of her apartment building.
At the base of the building, at this end of the rainbow.
A young man in a yellow hoodie pulled up the hood over his head, leaning against a streetlamp with his head lowered.
Ruge's steps halted slightly, her pupils tightening sharply.
This scene was as beautiful as a story from a Japanese comic, completely disconnected from reality.
That boy, it was Ji Yanche!
Perhaps sensing something, Ji Yanche lifted his head, their eyes meeting in the air.
He didn't know how long he had been standing there, but as he raised his head, a few dewdrops seemed to fall from his bangs.
