"Your shoes?"

The voice continued to sound behind me, and my hands were shaking uncontrollably and clenched. Was this an auditory hallucination?

Two years later, his voice has become much deeper and more resolute, but his tone is still his usual calm tone.

"Hello……"

Turning my head stupidly, I finally saw his face clearly, and my lips opened softly: "Yes... it's mine..."

He frowned slightly: "Ma Jiaolong?"

The liquid was about to surge up, and my mind went blank: "You... know me?"

"certainly."

He put the slippers in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to put them on?"

"Oh, thank you, thank you..."

I responded in a panic, but when I took his shoes and bent down, I felt the tears finally slipping out uncontrollably. I tried hard to hold my breath, raised my body and looked at him, pulling at the corners of my mouth to wipe away the tears: "No.

I'm so sorry... I have some eye problems recently, and I shed tears in the wind... It's trachoma, not keratitis or something..."

He looked at me expressionlessly, nodded, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to me, then took out one himself and wiped his hands: "Why do you pretend you don't know me?"

"ah?"

I kept crying like a fool, and I wiped it away hard because I didn't want to cry. I wanted to take a closer look at him, but I just couldn't control it. I had no thinking ability in my mind. I just looked like a 250-year-old.

Standing in front of him, "What did you say..."

"Why pretend you don't know me?"
Chapter completed!