"Huh?" An Xiaxia turned around to see a man with unkempt hair and wearing an old denim jacket and leather boots, staring at Sheng Yize and her.
He had a nice facial structure, but wore large black-rimmed glasses and had two black moles at the corner of his mouth. He was the type that one wouldn't give a second thought to.
Sheng Yize arched his eyebrows and was going to ignore him. However, the man charged at them, grabbed An Xiaxia by her shoulders, and shook her. "Don't you remember me? It's me! Me!!!"
An Xiaxia was completely at a loss. She shook her head honestly.
Sheng Yize pushed him away and asked coldly, "Who the hell are you?"
The man threw a dirty look at him. "You want to know who I am? I'm not telling you!"
How childish.
"Fine, don't tell me." That successfully made the man choke. He then ranted, "Aren't you curious at all?"
"Nope," said Sheng Yize indifferently.
