"So there is a night party here. It looks like you are planning to leave after visiting the night party today?"

Liu Zhao thought for a moment and nodded quietly, "About that time."

Knowing that Liu Zhao was very likely to leave, Chen Xuanxuan sighed silently in her heart.

She had to be honest, she felt that the handsome boy in front of her really looked like her former high school classmate.

Moreover, this high school classmate had confessed to her before, and she also had some feelings for him and was ready to accept his confession.

However, on a Sunday afternoon in the second semester of her second year of high school, he accidentally drowned while swimming in the river.

After he died, she cried for several days in a row.

At that time, she felt particularly regretful and ashamed.

Because that's what she thought at the time.

If she had agreed to him a long time ago, and had not done that, and had been with him directly, then he would have been very likely to be with her that Sunday afternoon instead of going swimming in the river.

In this way, he would not have died.

Chen Xuanxuan still remembers that in her second and third year of high school, including college, whenever this thought came into her mind, she would have a trace of regret in her heart.

Of course, what made her feel the most regretful and regretful was that she felt that she did not grasp her first love well.

After accidentally falling in love with him, she seemed to no longer be able to be attracted to other boys.

Therefore, this is also the reason why she could not develop an emotional attachment with other boys during her college years, and even after graduating from college and working.

She couldn't appreciate them.

Even though she knew in her heart that those boys had many advantages. But she couldn't be moved. Her instinct kept telling her that falling in love with another boy again was something she couldn't do...

When she thought of her past, Chen Xuanxuan couldn't help but raise her head and began to carefully look at every detail on Liu Zhao's face.

The more she looked, the more surprised she felt.

Because she really didn't expect that the man in front of her was so similar to her high school classmate.

Moreover, he not only looked alike, but also had a similar voice and body shape.

"Well, Liu Zhao, you know what? I feel like you look a lot like someone I knew before..."

Chen Xuanxuan regretted it as soon as she finished saying this.

This old-fashioned way of starting a conversation was really too boring.

"Well, I'm sorry. What I just said to you is the truth. Don't think I'm flirting with you. I really think you are like a friend of mine from the past."

Liu Zhao saw Chen Xuanxuan eager to explain, and he nodded gently, "Sister Xuanxuan, I understand what you mean, you don't have to say too much."

"Actually, I understand your thoughts."

After saying this, Liu Zhao blushed, turned his head slightly, and then said seriously, "To be honest, I have the same thoughts in my heart."

"From the first time I saw you, I felt very strange. Because you gave me such a familiar feeling."

It was as if he had an indissoluble bond with her in his previous life.

Moreover, Liu Zhao had already paid attention to what Chen Xuanxuan said just now. And the look she gave him.

Liu Zhao felt that the woman in front of him might have really fulfilled his previous guess.

A long, long time ago, the woman in front of him seemed to really know him.

"Sister Xuanxuan, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xuanxuan noticed that Liu Zhao was more gentle to her, and she couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Moreover, she was also calculating carefully in her heart.

The handsome boy in front of her seemed to have a really good temper and a relatively gentle personality. It was not difficult to talk to him, and... He seemed to be particularly considerate and smart. She had just said a few words, and he was able to guess her ultimate goal.

This characteristic of his... Chen Xuanxuan felt that he was really like her former high school classmate.

"I find that you have a good temper. It's quite easy to get along with you, and I feel particularly happy in my heart."

"It's been a long time since I talked to someone so openly."

Liu Zhao listened and nodded gently, "Actually, I feel the same way."

Chen Xuanxuan is not a person who is particularly good at chatting, but when she is with the handsome boy in front of her, she feels like she has a lot to say to him.

Moreover, it seems that these words are endless.

Chen Xuanxuan herself made a particularly superficial and crude metaphor in private.

She feels that the words she says now are one set at a time, just like the bra worn by a sow.

When you sit down and talk with someone you like and admire, time actually passes very quickly.

Chen Xuanxuan felt that she didn't say much, and she felt that she was with him for only a quarter of an hour. But it was already dark outside.

Chen Xuanxuan felt that the more she talked with him, the more she enjoyed it. Because his cultural level was really good.

He could play the piano and write poetry, and his words were so smooth. Just like a great calligrapher.

"Liu Zhao, I think you are so talented."

"I feel that your calligraphy is worth collecting. If future generations allow these things to be auctioned, they may be able to fetch a lot of gold and silver."

Liu Zhao, who was not thick-skinned, suddenly blushed when he heard such compliments.

"Sister Xuanxuan, I can't say that my handwriting is beautiful."

Chen Xuanxuan shook her head seriously after hearing this.

"No, your handwriting is really beautiful. Moreover, I found that every word you write seems to be the same size."

"..."

Being frankly spoken by Chen Xuanxuan and looked at with admiration, Liu Zhao humbly said, "I started to study when I was five years old. My family assigned several old teachers to me. They were very strict with me. I couldn't write well, and not only was I punished, but also some people around me. They suffered with me."

"So, when I was very young, every time I saw them being beaten, I felt a little ashamed and uneasy..."

Chen Xuanxuan listened and comforted him, "Haha, at least it's over..."

As a social person who used to work 996, 007, Chen Xuanxuan was often fed chicken soup by others.

Over time, she also fed chicken soup to others.

"You are younger than me, so I might as well call you brother?"

Liu Zhao was stunned for a moment, but he nodded quickly.