Upon hearing the familiar "senior," Jiang Tong was a little taken aback, and gradually some outlines began to appear in her mind.
"Are you the second debater from the debate team?" She sized up Chen Changlu, taking a good while before recognizing him.
The main thing was the drastic change; he used to be short and thin and dark in high school.
Suddenly becoming so sunny and handsome, Jiang Tong couldn't recognize him at first.
"Senior, it's good that you still remember me." Chen Changlu lowered his head, chuckled softly, and opened the umbrella in his hand.
Hearing this, Jiang Tong awkwardly touched her nose, "Not really, but I didn't expect you to change so much now."
"Really?"
Chen Changlu lowered his eyes, and memories of those days started to surface in his mind.
If it weren't for meeting Jiang Tong in high school, he wouldn't be the person he is today.
The long road stretches ahead, with a promising future.
That's what Jiang Tong said the first time she saw him.
