Hearing the voice, Xavier frowned slightly. After he stopped, he turned around and looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw a gangster-looking man dressed in punk clothes leaning against a black motorbike. His expression and posture showed that he was a real gangster.
Xavier didn't remember whom the man was. But from the man's behavior, it seemed that he knew him.
But... did he call him beauty Xavier? What did it mean?
As soon as the man saw Xavier's face, he whistled loudly, and the smile on his face became bigger.
"Hey! It's really you!" Saying this, he stood up straight and took a few steps toward Xavier. Then, he stood two or three steps away from Xavier and said, "Ha-ha. I really didn't expect to see you here."
Xavier frowned, "Who are you?"
"Me?" The man pointed at himself, "Don't you remember me?"
"Ha-ha, that's right! How can a busy person like you remember someone like me? Am I right? Besides, I don't think you're willing to remember me."
"What do you mean?" Xavier... really did not remember this person. Was he his classmate? Or someone he knew before? He really had no impression of him at all.
However, even if the man was his classmate or someone he knew, what did he mean by saying those words? Why did he say that he was unwilling to remember him?
"What do I mean? What I mean is simple."
Xavier narrowed his eyes, "Did we know each other before? Or have we met before?"
"Well..." The man rubbed his chin and said after a while, "You may not know me, but as long as I know you. As for whether we met each other before... of course we met before. Otherwise, how could I know your name? Am I right?"
"Just say what you want to say. Don't keep me guessing."
"Ha! What a hot-tempered man!"
Xavier glanced at the man. He didn't want to waste time on him anymore, so he turned around and was ready to leave.
Seeing this, the man rushed forward and stood in front of Xavier, "Wait!"
Xavier's face was a little mad, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"What else can I do? I just want to talk to you about the old days."
"I don't know you." Xavier said coldly.
"I said that I know you." As the man said this, he snorted, "I really didn't expect that I would meet you as soon as I came back. Do you think it's my good luck or something else?" "Bah! Good luck? Xavier, I am really unlucky to have met you!"
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