The emotions within surged like tides.
In the days to come, whenever Jian Liangtong felt disheartened about their relationship, as long as she thought of the room full of photographs he took of her, she'd reignite her confidence like a resilient warrior time and again.
Many years later, Jian Liangtong pondered that if she hadn't been so captivated by those photos back then, she might not have persevered so determinedly. She wouldn't have let herself endure so much, trying every means to stay by his side, even if it meant falling into the dust before him.
She was embraced from behind.
Warmth like sunlight enveloped her, and Jian Liangtong's fingertips trembled lightly on the photos, tears still falling uncontrollably.
The scorching liquid dripped onto Huo Shaojun's hand.
