Jian Ran walked into the restaurant, and saw Jian Xin sitting there in a daze from afar.

I haven't seen her for three years, but Jianxin's appearance is still the same as in her memory, soft and weak, as if she could be blown away by the wind.

Jian Ran walked towards her, and when she was still a few steps away, Jian Xin looked up at her and smiled: "Of course, you are here."