C713 Little Big Brother

Twenty years ago.

China.

April was already full of peach blossoms. It was the spring day of the small bridge and the flowing water.

The antique alley and the scenery made Gu Qi, who flew over from America, exclaim in admiration.

"Wow, this wall has a personality." A young man wearing a shirt, jeans, and short chestnut hair stood on the bluestone road