*Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at him lightly, and then said, "Thank you." "You're welcome." The man's magnetic voice was gentle and nice, which made people extraordinarily comfortable. "Then goodbye." Lin Xiaoxiao nodded, and shook her little hand at him. Seeing her turn and leave, Jin Beichuan seemed to have forgotten something. It wasn't until her beautiful figure disappeared from his sight that he remembered what he had forgotten. For example, her phone number. For example, her first name and last name. And the most important thing, will they have a chance to meet again?