"Luo Liu... you're Luo Liu, right? You are Luo Liu, aren't you?" she asked uncertainly twice, her hands already unable to resist hugging the man tightly.
There could be no mistake, that was Luo Liu's face, she could never misidentify it!
The man's lips curled into a cold smile, his slender arms gently squeezing the girl's shoulders—not to return her embrace, nor to push away her impertinent hug.
"Meimei, you're not angry with me for bringing you here this way, are you?"
"I couldn't be, my life was saved by you. Even if you brought me here just to kill me, I wouldn't be angry," Wen Meimei said, crying with joy, her tears soaking the man's open collar.
The man frowned uncomfortably, about to push her away, but after a moment's thought, he decided not to.
"Do you remember everything from our childhood?"
"Yes, I haven't forgotten a single thing."
"Then..." the man paused, looking down at the girl's lowered face, "you remember the initial code our teacher taught us, don't you?"