Zhao Youlin smiled as she discussed the contents of the photos in the album with An Yue. She flipped through the photos one by one until she finally flipped to the large group photo that the two of them had taken when they graduated from high school.
Zhao Youlin's fingertip swept across a few faces in a corner of the photo without leaving a trace. Mu Tingfeng saw her movements and his gaze followed Zhao Youlin's movements and fixed on the faces. He seemed to have suddenly understood something. His eyes flashed.
"Youlin, what's wrong?" An Yue saw that Zhao Youlin had not flipped to the next page for a long time. She looked up at Zhao Youlin curiously and found that she was staring at the photo album in a daze, as if her mind had wandered. She could not help but call out in a low voice.
Zhao Youlin seemed to have woken up from a dream. She pulled her gaze away from the photo and forced a smile. "Nothing."
