As she flicked through the pages, Long Yuetian's eyes were drawn to one particular photo.
In the photo, a young man was holding a little girl.
The young man was handsome and full of heroic spirits. However, the smile on his face was somewhat cunning and rebellious.
Even though the young man's temperament was very different from the current Zhai Zhongshen, from his facial features, Long Yuetian could tell that the young man in the photo was him. Of course, the girl he held was her.
Long Yuetian had previously heard that when Zhai Zhongshen was a young man, he was often in the midst of trouble. Despite this, she couldn't imagine what he was like back then.
When she looked at the photo in her hand, Long Yuetian realized that the death of his brother changed Zhai Zhongshen completely. He went from being an unruly and rebellious teenager to a serious and mature man.
Some fragmented memories also appeared in Long Yuetian's mind.
