Mo Junhua seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; as soon as Lan Tian halted her steps, he immediately turned around and said earnestly, "I was thinking, once you go off to study in Shanghai, you'll be far from home and won't return many times a year. You've never left home since you were little, and grandma and the others will definitely not be used to it. Keeping your photo at home, the elders can think of you and look at it when they miss you."
"..." She couldn't argue with that reasoning, and Lan Tian was left speechless.
Lan Tian gave him a doubtful look, "Would you really be that kind?"
Mo Junhua's misdeeds were numerous indeed.
Mo Junhua sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness, "If you don't want to, forget it, we won't take the picture. It's useless to miss someone who's not here, and as time passes, grandma and the others will get used to it." He turned and started walking out.
