In such a dark night, that person saying such words inexplicably seemed not too serious.
Jiang Lingzhi was holding her phone in her hand. She lowered her eyes, and when she heard this familiar name, her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She didn't think it was such a coincidence.
However, why did these words sound so familiar?
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she raised her head to take a look.
At this moment, the lights were on, and all kinds of neon lights were lit up in colorful colors.
The streetlights above cast a dim yellow light.
Six or seven men happened to pass by her.
The moment she raised her head, a hooligan whistle suddenly sounded in front of her. She did not know who made it.
The moment Jiang Lingzhi raised her head, she met a pair of clear eyes.
He was the tallest and stood out in the crowd.
