"Mm." Lu Bai took the book, opened the pages, and his bookmark was her photo. To be precise, it was her photo from when she was twelve. Lu Bai loved reading and didn't use bookmarks, so on his birthday, she made a bookmark with her own photo and gave it to him as a gift.
She clearly remembered that at the time, Lu Bai was particularly dismissive and felt she showed no sincerity, giving just a small bookmark. But this bookmark was placed in every book he read since that year.
He used it so frequently and kept it very well.
She sat on the bed, leaning against his shoulder, "Have you noticed, actually when I was twelve, I was quite pretty. In just two years, I grew up a bit awkward. But back then, how cute, how pretty, with an apple face, rosy cheeks, big eyes, little cherry mouth, a real little beauty. I grew ten centimeters in two years, yet my weight hasn't increased, it must be because I'm too skinny. Maybe if I gain a little weight, I'd be pretty again?"
