The handwriting is highly similar.

Fearing she might have misread it, Tang Li forwarded the picture Yunxi sent to Tang Sui, and also took a picture of the note and sent it over.

Soon, Tang Sui sent a voice message:

"What an incredible coincidence! The man who rented your apartment is actually your savior?"

What a coincidence!

One or two coincidences might be psychological.

But it was all just a coincidence...

Tang Li had mixed feelings.

She was thrilled to have found her savior.

But she couldn't convince herself that it was all just a coincidence.

Tang Sui also asked:

"Could there be a mistake? Didn't you see him once before?"

Yes, I have seen it.

On the day she left Tanzhou, she briefly met Lu Zhixing when she went back to get her documents.

But she didn't get a clear look at Lu Zhixing's face that night.

Later, when her consciousness became blurred and her condition became critical, she had even less of an impression.

To confirm Lu Zhixing's identity, Tang Li went directly into the ward, took out her notebook (which she often used for writing books) from her bag, and handed it to Lu Zhixing.

"Dr. Yao said that the effects of the medicine in your body have not been completely eliminated. Although you injured your left hand, it is very likely to affect the movement of your right hand as well. Write a few words for me to see."

That reason is too far-fetched.

In fact, the moment Tang Li turned to leave, Lu Zhixing realized that he had let something slip.

Looking at Tang Li's reaction when she came in, it was clear that she was seeking an answer.

Since that was the case, Lu Zhixing took the paper and pen, hesitated for a few seconds, and then wrote a sentence on the paper in a flamboyant manner.

Though the sun has set in the east, it is not too late in the west.

It's him!

It really was him!

Tang Li's eyes welled up with tears.