I listened to the sound of a prompt on his mobile phone.

Fu Jingting took it out and looked at it, she was afraid that she had sent all her inventory in her mobile phone.

The man smiled, but he was really patient and flipped through them one by one.

There are a few photos of her when she was studying, wearing a ponytail, a white T-shirt and black super shorts, a pair of long and straight legs, youthful vitality leaping on the page, and a particularly bright smile.

He pointed his finger at the photo and zoomed in.

The English letters in the background are very prominent.

He said faintly, "You've been in New Haven?" ”

Xu Tingcheng glanced at the photo, "Oh, yes." ”

Fu Jingting raised his eyes to look at her, "Aren't you a graduate of Columbia?" ”

"Why don't you want me to sit in on it?" She cut off.

Fu Jingting didn't ask again, but directly clicked Save.

Her photos are varied, selfie, photographed, and every expression is perfect.

There really isn't a big scale.

It's just that.

Fu Jingting was calm.

The atmosphere in the air suddenly seemed to be centered on him, frozen in layers.

Xu Qingcheng wondered, did she post any strange photos?

Strange photos are not.

But there was a photo that shouldn't have existed a long time ago, and somehow it was still hidden in the corner of her phone, and she had just accidentally sent it out.

Xu Tingcheng tried to withdraw.

Timed out, can't get back.

She simply grabbed his phone, and her face was not very good-looking, "Deleted." ”

The phone easily fell into her hands and was deleted.

Her masseter muscles tensed.

The photo was taken by Xu Qingyao.

It happened that the cherry blossoms were blooming that day, and Xu Chengcheng wanted to take pictures.

Ye Tinghong arrived suddenly, she was still stepping on a prop stool under her feet to pose, and the moment she saw him, she smiled happily and jumped directly at him.

The photos are beautiful.

The two long pink hair ornaments pinned to her head and the green silk were blown away in the air by the wind, and her arms were spread out at him, and so did he.

The photo freezes at this moment.

The friendship in the eyes is not fake, and even the sweetness is even with the fragrance of flowers in the air.

Xu Qingcheng remembered it so clearly, Qingyao said, "Listen to Brother Hong, I took a good picture of you." ”

How beautiful it was then, how indifferent it is now.

This kind of thing is sad, and when it is very sad, only the wound remains.

After deleting his, Xu Tingcheng went through his mobile phone album again and deleted the photo completely.

During the whole process, Fu Jingting watched her complete all the operations in silence, and said lazily, "Put it in your phone and take a look at it at any time?" So nostalgic, does Ye Tinghong know? ”

"Shut up." Xu Tingcheng hadn't come back from his emotions yet, and the words rushed out of his mouth.

Fu Jingting's forehead twitched, and his face turned cold, "What's the matter, poked at the pain point?" ”

Xu Qingcheng was also stunned after speaking, there was really no reason for this scolding, and he had no reason to accept her temper.

She pouted, "Am I sick and I still look at it from time to time, I just haven't deleted it." ”

Her voice was soft and soft, and it seemed to have a little coquettish meaning, and the little bit of rising qi was dissipated by her.

Xu Qingcheng observed his words, and stretched out his palm at him, "What about my photo?" I'm going to delete it. ”

Fu Jingting really gave her the mobile phone, and found a photo for her to delete.

"Why are you so kind all of a sudden?"

Xu Qingcheng was puzzled.

Fu Jingting smiled, "I have a better one." ”

“？？？”

"When I came back, I took a picture at the bedroom door." He snorted twice, looking at her with color in his eyes.

Xu Qingcheng's scalp buzzed, and she rushed over, reaching out to grab the mobile phone in his pants pocket.

"Fu Jingting, why are you so perverted?!" Xu Qingcheng was incredible, and he was very angry, he actually took a photo of her.