Dew was still clinging to the photo, as if it had just been dropped not long ago. Shen Yujie held the photo, her eyes moist. Shen Bingqing caught up quickly, reached for the photo, and was stunned after a glance.
"Is this... is this the wedding photo you lost?"
Shen Yujie nodded, clutching the photo tightly in her hand.
"Jiejie, let's go back first! You were outside all night, hurry back and drink something warm, or you'll catch a cold again."
Shen Bingqing draped a blanket over Shen Yujie's shoulders and hugged her as they walked back.
Shen Yujie's mood turned melancholic. Last night, she clearly saw Long Lingli. Why was it just a dream? If it was a dream, then why was this photo here?
Countless doubts surged in her heart...
After forcing herself to eat some breakfast, Shen Yujie sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, lost in thought.
"Jiejie, do you want to sleep a bit more?"
"No need. By the way, sis, can you get last night's surveillance footage for me to see?"
