老鸭窝laoyawo

She was staying at the hostel called ‘I’m Here.’ Since this foreigner was looking for ‘I’m Here,’ she would bring him back since she was going back.

“Follow you? So, you know where the small hotel in the photo is? Did this inn really exist?”

A bright smile immediately appeared on the handsome foreign man’s face.

“So many years have passed. I thought this small inn was long gone, but it’s still here.”

The handsome foreign man did not care if Luo Yangyang was listening to him or not. He just kept talking.

The handsome foreign man chattered for a few minutes. He looked at Luo Yangyang, who had been silent, and suddenly remembered something. He said,”

“I forgot. I don’t think I’ve introduced myself!”

“Hello, my name is Luo Ye.” The handsome foreign man suddenly stopped and extended his right hand to Luo Yangyang.

It was still drizzling. Luo Yangyang stopped as well. She looked at the handsome foreign man with a serious expression and his outstretched right hand.

With the umbrella in her left hand and the phone and handbag in her right hand, she did not have any extra hands to shake his hand.

The handsome foreign man waited for a few seconds. He thought that Luo Yangyang did not want to shake his hand.

He looked at his wet hands and quickly pulled them back. There was still a bright smile on his face as he said kindly,

“My hands are a little wet, so I won’t shake them.”

This classical beauty in front of him must think that he was too reckless. Would she leave a bad impression on him?

“You said your name is Luo Ye?” Luo Yangyang looked at the handsome foreign man with a bright smile on his face and felt a little confused.

She didn’t know if she had heard the pronunciation wrongly or something else, but she felt that Luo Ye was a Chinese name.

“Yes, Luo Ye. Luo Ye is my Chinese name.”The handsome foreign man’s smile widened.

“Which Luo, which Night?” Luo Yangyang continued to ask.

She suddenly felt that the Luo he was talking about was very likely the same as her surname.

“Luo of Luoyang, Night of Endless Night. This is the Chinese name my uncle gave me. Isn’t it nice? I really like it!”

As Luo Ye spoke, he became happier.

Luo Yangyang’s grip on the oil-paper umbrella suddenly tightened. She looked at the foreign handsome man in front of her and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

When she was young, she had asked her mother why she had given her the name Yangyang.

His mother’s reply seemed to have been,’Endless Night, Yang Yang, nice to listen to.’

The foreigner who suddenly ran out and blocked her way had the same Chinese name as her, Luo. His name was Ye Weiyang.

They had the same surname, Luo. One was Ye from Ye Weiyang, and the other was Yang from Ye Weiyang. Was this a coincidence?

In her shock, Luo Yangyang once again ignored the handsome foreign man named Luo Ye who was walking forward.

Luo Ye looked at the quiet Luo Yangyang.

He did not think that she was being rude at all. As he watched Luo Yangyang’s back as she walked forward, the bright smile on his face slowly faded away. His green eyes, which were staring at Luo Yangyang’s back, were gradually mesmerized.

“Uncle is right. The eastern women in the ancient town of Jiangnan are all so mysterious and beautiful!”

Luo Ye looked at Luo Yangyang’s back and muttered to himself in fascination. Then, he chased after her..