Familiar yet as if they had never met.
That was the feeling she had upon seeing Xiao Yiyi.
Why did this person, who had clearly grown up with her, whom she had called brother for over a decade, suddenly seem so different?
Dressed in a Zhongshan suit, his hair had grown a bit longer than before, no longer the unchanging buzz cut. It was all combed back now, sleek and shiny, perfectly showcasing every handsome feature of his face: dark as ink, eyes sparkling like stars, the contours and lines of his facial features more rugged than before. Her gaze inadvertently fell on his neck, at the spot where the double collar of the Zhongshan suit was buttoned, and she noticed a distinct Adam's apple.
