In the warm spring of April, darkness seemed to linger exceptionally long. The setting sun still hung high on the horizon, illuminating the entire land with dazzling light. But it was already approaching dusk, and the evening glow on the horizon was slowly tinged with a faint red, becoming more vibrant at a visible speed.
Wei Nianlin walked aimlessly along the street, passing through bustling streets, and slowly walked into a small alley. He was completely unaware that someone was following him.
The alley is located in a residential area and is somewhat secluded, with walls of residential buildings on both sides. Because the sunlight is blocked by the walls, the alley is rather dark.
Gel looked around at the empty surroundings and felt that the time was right, so he walked up to Wei Nianlin and patted him on the shoulder.
"Heh, who are you?" Wei Nianlin turned around, his pupils dilated suddenly, and then he couldn't help but ask.
It was pitch black, and suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder, which really startled him.
Upon closer inspection, Wei Nianlin's expression became even more horrified—how could this person look so much like him?
Could it be that my great-grandfather has returned from the dead and come to see me?
I've never heard of someone who comes back to life and becomes younger.
Gel smiled slightly as he looked at the horrified expression on his face—once he found out he was the white-robed wizard, his expression would definitely change.
Proving one's identity is also very simple: just acquire a skill that no one else can imitate.
Thinking of this, Ger gently waved his hands downwards, and then his body slowly floated up: "Weren't you looking for the white-robed wizard? I'll..."
“You…” Wei Nianlin’s eyes widened, as if he had been bombarded, and goosebumps instantly rose all over his body.
Could it be that his great-grandfather has returned from the dead and come to find him?
But he only met his great-grandfather when he was a child, and he can hardly remember what his great-grandfather looks like. If he is going to look for him, he shouldn't be looking for him.
With trembling hands, Wei Nianlin pointed at Ge Er and shouted, "A ghost!"
Then, she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Gel stood frozen in the sky, unable to react for a long time. If someone were to give his current mood a sound effect, it would definitely be the sound of a flock of crows flying by.
He had imagined countless possible reactions from Wei Nianlin, but he never expected Wei Nianlin to react like this.
Goodness, with all this boasting online, Ger thought Wei Nianlin was genuinely interested in magic and was quick to believe he was a white-robed wizard.
I didn't expect that I would faint like this?
And you think he's a ghost?
Speechless, Ger descended from mid-air and enveloped Wei Nianlin's head with chaos magic to soothe his mind.
"Heh."
Wei Nianlin slowly woke up, and when he saw Ge Er five meters away, he couldn't help but shudder.
“Wei Nianlin, I am the white-robed wizard.” Geer decided not to reveal his magic for now, to avoid frightening him again.
Wei Nianlin immediately took a few steps back, pointed at Ge Er and said, "You street performer, don't try any tricks on me. I know there are all sorts of tricks that can change a person's appearance and make you look like you can fly, but I won't believe them. I am the vice president of the White Robe Wizard Support Association of Jinling City. I have seen all kinds of imitation methods. Your little tricks are far from theirs."
As Wei Nianlin spoke, he backed away, saying, "Don't follow me. If you do, I'll call the police."
Then, Wei Nianlin took off running.
Ge Er watched Wei Nianlin flee in disarray, somewhat speechless, but after thinking for a moment, he decided to follow behind Wei Nianlin.
Running through the streets and alleys, Wei Nianlin kept checking behind him to make sure no one was following before slowing down. By then, he had reached the entrance of a park.
Ger remained invisible and followed him to the park.
"Wei Nianlin, what's wrong?" A clear, melodious female voice, like a gentle stream, came from the park.
Upon hearing the woman's voice, Ge Er's body trembled, and then he looked in the direction from which the voice came with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.
Beneath a tall banyan tree in the park, a young girl in a polka-dot floral dress looked in his direction. A cool, gentle breeze at dusk ruffled the hem of her dress and her long, flowing black hair. Behind her, the setting sun cast its last rays, as if she herself were becoming part of the painting.
If you were to ask Gerl what his memories of being eighteen are like, he might answer: studying day and night, innocent feelings, a boy with a crush, and an unattainable girl.
After just one glance, Geer lowered his head, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
How long has it been since I last saw her? It feels like I've lost count. But when I saw her again, I felt my heart race.
In her past life, Ning Rong was the object of Ge Er's unrequited love at high school. Of course, she wasn't the only one who had a crush on Ge Er.
Like the goddess that all boys secretly admire in high school, Ning Rong is academically excellent, comes from a wealthy family, is beautiful, and has a gentle personality.
However, Ge Er was a little luckier than others in his previous life because he had good grades and often sat at the same table as Ning Rong.
Gerdu couldn't count how many times he secretly glanced at her while she was sleeping on her desk; he also couldn't count how many times he spoke his mind while joking with her; and like all boys who have a crush on someone, he would secretly do things to make her angry in order to attract her attention, and he would also secretly buy some snacks and put them in her desk.
In his previous life, Geer was of average appearance and lacked confidence. Later, when they went to university in different cities, they lost contact.
I never expected to see her in this life.
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