His endorsed advertisement hung at the third spot, it was a campaign for an internationally renowned headphone brand. He wore a silver pullover, with the headphones hanging around his neck. Beneath the light brown fluffy short hair was that face which seemed hardly changed. Those eyes were clear, deep, as if looking straight at you through the lens. Xu Xunsheng held onto the hand-ring in the bus and kept watching until the bus made a turn, and he was no longer in sight.
The bus stopped at the next station. She didn't get off, but instead looked up to see another of his advertisements on the bus stop sign—this time for a mobile phone. In this one, his eyes held a faint smile, his tall figure and slender waist marked him as the same lively and handsome young man as before.
