Mu Shaochen's eyes flickered for a moment.
Qin Wan stared directly at him. "Really?"
"Yes."
Just as Mu Shaochen himself said, he couldn't refuse Qin Wan.
Qin Wan had counted on this fact, which was why she dared to ask him for past photos at such a time.
In the past, she had no idea why Mu Shaochen, a boy, liked to carry a camera around all day.
Even, for a time, she thought that Mu Shaochen did it just to take photos of Su Qing.
But when Mu Shaochen took her to his study,
And from a secret drawer behind the bookshelf, he took out an old photo album.
Turning the pages, she found they were all filled with her photos, Qin Wan's heart couldn't describe the shock.
There was her entire childhood, her youth.
Distant ones, recent ones, blurry ones, clear ones.
Laughing, angry, crying.
Solo shots, group photos…
There really was every kind.
Qin Wan never knew Mu Shaochen had documented so much.
