The man held the album in his hand, his fingertips tightened, he didn't look at it, this treasured exclusive memory, he was suddenly reluctant to look at it.

I want to see her, I want to hug her, I want to melt her into my blood, I think that there will never be a woman in this life who can bring him such a trembling throbbing heart.

Bypassing the spiral staircase, the man's pace was slightly slow, and in front of him was the master bedroom, and there was a trace of timidity on the tip of the soft heart.

However, before he could get close to the master bedroom, in this quiet and monotonous hallway, he saw a heart-shaped photo wall plastered on the once empty wall.

This arrangement adds a lot of warm warmth, and he can even imagine that in the future, when he walks by here every day, his eyes will be full of the affection displayed on this wall.

The 520 photographs are plastered all over the wall, and the red-background photo in the center is an enlarged version of the one they took when they received their certificates.

The rest is all a group photo of the two of them synthesized together by technical means, from his age one to the present, from her age one to the present.

In the past years when they never met, she used this method to entangle all their pasts with each other.

On the photo in the middle, there is a post-it note: Hello Mr. Qin, I am Mrs. Qin!

The man paused for a long time, his eyes skimming over the photo, and finally landed on a photo of her in a white princess dress and carrying a small pink schoolbag in the corner.

In this composite photo, she looks like she is about ten years old, with dark skin, combing a ponytail, and smiling and smiling at the camera with scissor hands.

And the boy who synthesized next to her was his fifteen-year-old appearance, handsome, wearing suit pants and white shirt with suspenders, like a cold-faced little gentleman, glancing coldly at the camera.

The man's eyes deepened, and his gaze was fixed on this photo for a moment.

That year, in the deep cold alley, when he met her in despair, she was wearing this princess dress......

Emotions surging with the surprise she brought, there were too many photos, and he hadn't looked at them one by one.

Behind him, several messy footsteps accompanied by exclamations cut through the silence of the moment.

"Damn, this photo wall ......" such an uncultured exclamation came from Mo Liangyu.

After all, he has always carried out the purpose of 'one sentence to go to the world'.

Qiao Mu and Han Yunting followed Mo Liangyu's figure as they stumbled out and stepped onto the stairs.

To be honest, as a man, it is impossible to see such a whole wall of photos without being touched.

The most important thing is that in the time when they have never met, the younger siblings use the method of synthesis to embed each other in each other's shadows.

No wonder she asked him for so many photos of the fourth child from childhood to adulthood.

The sudden arrival of three people broke Qin Baiyu's soft and tender mood.

He rolled his Adam's apple, suppressing the warmth of his heart, and a cold light crossed his dark pupils.

I was very unhappy with their appearance.

"Fourth, it's worth it!" Qiao Mu stepped forward, hooked Qin Baiyu's shoulder and patted him, he couldn't stand it when a big man saw this, let alone the fourth person.

Han Yunting echoed on the side, "It's worth it! If my woman does this, I will give her my life." ”

They were sighing, while Mo Liangyu was bent over, his face close to the wall, and he was very comical admiring the photo.

This is a fool!

"Let's go, my brother and sister are waiting downstairs. ”

At this time, Qiao Mu said to the point, Qin Baiyu looked at him, his voice was a little hoarse, "Where?"

"Let's go down and see!"