Outside Binhai City Station, Comrade Sandbag finally made contact with Comrade Wick.
Yet, for some reason, as Ren Ye looked at the young man before him, he suddenly felt a powerful sense of familiarity.
Had I met him before?
Did he look like a friend of mine, a college classmate, or a colleague?
Ren Ye studied his features carefully but could find no match in his memories.
Under the station's bright lights, the features of the young man who called himself "Mumu" were perfectly clear. He stood around five feet ten, with a slightly slender build, but he was extremely handsome-the sort who would draw attention at first glance in a crowd.
No, wait. "Handsome" didn't seem quite right for Mumu. More precisely, he was a beautiful boy, with full features, gentle brows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a somewhat quiet, reserved air of solemn Buddhist dignity.
Men with that kind of bearing were quite rare in modern society. So, even after staring at him for a long time, Ren Ye couldn't find anyone in his memory who resembled him.
That was strange. I clearly didn't know him before, so why did he feel familiar?
Besides, he was a "remnant soul" inside a Star Gate. He couldn't possibly appear in the Real World...
Heh, maybe I just liked his face. I came all this way, died who knew how many times, had my crotch groped, and got "bitten" by mad dogs, all just to meet him?
Damn, what the hell was I thinking?
Tang Feng really was a menace. Any decent young man who hung around him for a while would start wanting to squat to pee.
After grumbling inwardly for a bit, Ren Ye spoke first. "Comrade Mumu, now that we've successfully made contact, could you