C329 Yesterday's Lover

Just as Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuanyuan were looking at the endless radiance of spring, a man's gentle voice sounded behind them: "Yuanyuan."

Zhang Yuanyuan, who was standing by the window, stood up and turned her head with Xiao Yi.

Behind her, a young man smiled at her. She wore a fine checked shirt and black pants. His face was slightly fair, giving off the impression of a pretty boy