Gu Youli was half-lying on the sofa and staring out of the window.
The afternoon sun shone through the glass and cast a thin layer of golden light on the bedroom.
Gu Youli suddenly recalled the afternoon when she had met Yu feibai at the cafe.
It was the same with the sun that day.
Yu feibai sat quietly and read the newspaper. The sun shone on him, making him look like the God of Light and heat in ancient Greek mythology. He was handsome and elegant, elegant and Noble, and majestic.
He gave off an extraordinary, noble, and inviolable feeling.
At that time, she would never have thought that.
This man, who exuded an air of nobility that could not be ignored, was actually deeply imprinted in her heart and in her life.
Gu Youli lowered her eyes and looked at the bangle and wings on her wrist. Memories of her and Yu feibai flashed through her mind.
She couldn't help but raise her hand and lean over, gently placing her soft lips on the wings.
