Hong Xiaoyu stopped and sized up the other person.
A duckbill cap.
A white and blue sportswear, giving an overall fresh feel.
Plus neat and tidy short hair.
The person didn't seem too old.
The more he looked, the stronger the nagging feeling became.
Where had he seen them before...
The other person didn't notice his gaze, looking up at the city tower he had seen grow since childhood.
Locals might never know what the sightseeing tourists are looking at.
If it were before, Hong Xiaoyu definitely wouldn't have been so generous, but after part-time jobs toughened him, he became much more outgoing, so after a brief hesitation, and hurried to tidy his cousin's house, he decided to walk towards the short-haired woman who seemed familiar.
"Hello."
Upon hearing the voice, the other person turned their head, their eyes inquiring.
Hong Xiaoyu stopped a step away.
When he finally saw that face up close, a wave of familiarity washed over him more intensely.