Yu Shuo quickly turned around, staring at the woman kneeling in the pouring rain, repeatedly bowing her head to the ground.
Her occasionally lifted face reflected in his eyes.
No!
It's not Bai Chunhua!
Yu Shuo pulled out his wallet, took out the photo he had torn from the school records years ago.
The photo was old, showing a girl dressed plainly, wearing thick black-framed glasses, with eyes that appeared somewhat naive and silly.
She looked nothing like the beautiful yet fashionable woman in the rain, albeit disheveled. They were entirely different people.
In this moment, Yu Shuo couldn't describe his feelings; a mix of complex emotions surged within him.
However, when Yin Yufei leaned down again to bow, revealing a tiny red birthmark on her neck, Yu Shuo's hand holding the photo trembled slightly.
His face filled with shock and disbelief.
That red birthmark had been recurring in his dreams for the past three years.
He hadn't forgotten the memory of that night.
