Xiang Liangzhou refused to give up and went around asking again, and then he was stunned like a wooden chicken!
He could be 500 percent certain that the Little Fairy who haunted Li Jiu's dreams was none other than Clown Lan, whom they had always despised!
What the heck!
"Li Jiu, we've been blind," Xiang Liangzhou patted his shoulder, with a life-questioning expression on his face.
"Impossible!" Li Jiu was still deceiving himself, although he already had the answer in his heart, he still refused to believe it, "They can't be the same person!"
"Face the reality, Li Jiu, they are the same person."
Xiang Liangzhou pat his shoulder again, full of schadenfreude.
Ha ha ha, should we say Li Jiu is lucky or unlucky?
This was his first love after all.
And it appeared to be doomed.
"How could she be that useless person? Impossible." Li Jiu was nearly going insane, mumbling incessantly.
