Liu Shuang looked in the direction she was pointing, her gaze stunned.
Less than 10 meters away from them, a figure emerged from the shaded path, carrying a black suitcase.
His attire was fashionable and high-end, with a well-proportioned and upright figure, exuding a composed and relaxed demeanor.
His pitch-black, fluffy hair brushed past his brows, his profile as distinct as mountainous terrain.
A unique charm surrounded him, handsome and spirited, impossible to look away from.
Like a leading man stepping out from a novel or TV drama.
Soon, the young man headed toward the entrance of the T8 building, leaving them with a handsome silhouette.
"Newly brewed wine costing ten thousand, how many youths roam Xianyang." Guanguan couldn't help but sigh, "Can't imagine how popular such a guy would be during his student years. He must be the untouchable first love in many girls' dreams."
