Xing Yun pursed her lips and said with a chuckle, "I have already graduated from college."

Shaohan nodded, "Nineteen years old?"

Xingyun was stunned, "How do you know?"

Shaohan smiled and showed the two little tiger teeth on his lips, "You like pink, your family background and literacy are above the normal level, and you have passed the 'non-mainstream' stage."

Xingyun: "..."

For ordinary people, this is actually true.

Girls in childhood usually like bright and tender colors such as pink and blue. Boys don't care about what they wear, but they hate pink in their clothes.

Children in adolescence generally prefer low-key colors such as black and white. Except for those maverick middle-2 teenagers, these children feel lonely occasionally.

Because they long to grow up in their hearts, but what they show is that they feel that they have grown up and are different from their peers around them.

Once past that age group, as they grow older, girls prefer bright colors such as pink more and more clothes, and things that they sneer at in adolescence will feel nostalgic.

This is a rebound phenomenon after repression.

Boys who have ideas will start to consciously improve and dress themselves in order to attract the opposite sex.

But Xing Yun is someone who has experience in three worlds after all. She blinked her eyes and asked:

"Then what do you think my mental age is?"

Shaohan shook his head, and his beautiful blue eyes flashed a meaningful smile like the rising sun:

"This question can only be answered after spending a long time together."

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen figures similar to this girl near the crime scene of many cases.

Although the body shape is different, the appearance is different, but the feeling is the same.

It's just that he hadn't thought about it before.

But now...

Xingyun nodded.

She could see that Lord God Emperor was thinking about himself now, but Xingyun couldn't guess what it was.

"Then, can I make a friend with you? My name is Xing Yun."

Xing Yun stretched out her hand and looked serious, as if she really just wanted to be friends with him.

Shaohan had a faint guess in his heart.

"You seem to know me."

Shaohan reached out and held the girl's outstretched hand, leaving with a touch.

The girl's hand is white and soft and long, and it must be very comfortable to hold.

But now is not the time.

Xing Yun smiled lightly, covering up the flash of surprise in her eyes:

"Déjà vu."

Shaohan's right hand held his cheek lazily, with a casual smile on his lips, and a clear voice stated slowly and seriously:

"My name is Shaohan, maybe, we really met before."

Xingyun blinked and nodded noncommittally.

"Did you come to take the train because you were in a hurry to go back to City A?"

Xing Yun put the umbrella on the inside of the seat.

Shaohan nodded, "That's right."

It would take half a day for the train to arrive in City A. It is now five o'clock in the afternoon. After arriving in City A, it should be dawn the next day.

"Any candy?"

Xingyun took the toffee out of the bag and handed it to Shaohan, who was looking out the window indifferently.

He seems to be emptying himself when he has nothing to do, but he is not really emptying himself, but thinking about something that outsiders can't touch.

But when he came back to his senses, the handsome face that was so beautiful and inhumane would be replaced by a lazy and ruffian smile.