Impact

Jiang Zhiyuan's face overlapped with Jiang SE's memory. However, his tone and expression were completely different from the person in her memory.

There was no longer any hostility in his eyes, and there was even a bit of caution and restraint in his gentleness.

The real Jiang se was slimmer than she looked on screen. The jacket wrapped around her slender body while the strap of her backpack hung on one of her dainty shoulders. Even though the backpack was not heavy, he always wanted to share her burden.

He clenched the hand in his pocket and felt a phone that was still ringing. He took it out, glanced at it, and threw it to the side of the road without thinking.

The phone was thrown far away from the beach. It rolled a few times before falling on the sand, and the flashing lights could still be seen.

Jiang se glanced at him. He moved his lips and explained, " "It's already useless."