On New Year's Eve in White City, the lights in the thousands of households were bright, and the atmosphere was lively.
After eating instant noodles alone, Chi Mingwei returned to the bedroom and took out a photo from the drawer of the bedside table.
It was a photo of a young lady.
She was wearing a white short-sleeved blouse, a blue pleated skirt, and her hair was tied in a ponytail. She was smiling sweetly while sitting on a swing.
At first glance, the girl in the photo looked similar to Chi Jiao.
"Ruanruan." Chi Mingwei sat by the bed and looked at the lady in the photo. His eyes were filled with longing and infatuation. "Our daughter has grown up. How good would it be if you were still alive? If only you were still alive, our family would be together on a holiday like today…"
That's right. The girl in the photo was Chi Jiao's mother, Ruan Xiaoyi. She was still a student in the photo.
