Si Chen suddenly turned back and saw a tall, well-built Western man looking at her with a glass and a smile.

"Are you..."

There are no more than three people who know her trumpet, because her trumpet only focuses on one person, who is her life-saving benefactor.

A possibility flashed in sichen's mind, but she didn't dare to recognize it rashly. How could there be such an abrupt coincidence in the world?

the tall man bent his lips and laughed, which made his deep facial features vivid, and her charming temperament was no less than Vincent's.

"I make complaints about SANS and her girlfriend.

Men smell speech, first slightly Leng for a while, then eyes dim lowered his head.

"Maybe there is no fate between us. And you? "

"I..."

after listening to the man's words, sichen subconsciously looks at the campfire in the distance. Vincent lights the campfire in the cheers of the crowd, and egger happily pulls him to dance with the crowd.

There was so much excitement around Vincent, as if he should have belonged to that world and had nothing to do with sichen.

Si Chen slightly frowned, in the heart inexplicably raised an uncomfortable mood.

"I..."

she suddenly didn't know how to answer Sanmu's words.