When two grew old together and could no longer walk, they would snuggle up and look at their old photos.
Mo Yu raised the camera in his hand and smiled faintly. "I'll take the photos for you."
Fang Liu was shy when facing a camera. She smiled timidly and said, "I think I'll look ugly." She believed that the camera would magnify the flaws on her face and that some pimples and pores would become more prominent.
Fang Liu grasped her costume sleeves uneasily and started to worry. No matter who it was, a girl would always be self-conscious if she didn't look good when faced with a camera.
Mo Yu heard Fang Liu's worry and looked down at the camera. Fang Liu stood under a branch of peach blossoms as the sun-like studio lights shone from Fang Liu's side, outlining her perfect and exquisite facial structure.
