C350 A lot of old memories

Qi Ye sat in the corridor and waited for Wen Zhizhi to check on him. He leaned back in his chair. His hair was scattered in front of his forehead, and his eyes were as gentle as water in the sunlight.

Just like the brightest sapphire, it was cool and refreshing enough to make people like it. His fingers gently fiddled with a handkerchief embroidered with a lifelike white lily