Sheng Tang has been in a good mood lately.
Gu Jiahui said she lost weight, which made her happy.
"I did lose some weight," Sheng Tang said.
Gu Jiahui scrutinized her.
Compared to an average high school girl, she was still a bit chubby. However, she had a naturally small face, which now looked increasingly delicate.
She was very fair-skinned, with striking eyebrows and eyes that made her features stand out perfectly.
Gu Jiahui smiled, "And prettier as well."
"Thanks for the compliment."
As they chatted, Gu Jiahui had to go to rehearsal.
He took out his cello and carefully secured the case. As he walked away with his cello, Sheng Tang noticed something had fallen on the ground.
It had fallen from his cello case, and he hadn't noticed it.
Sheng Tang picked it up.
It was a photo.
The girl in the photo was smiling brightly, wearing a white dress, with her long hair flowing and eyes smiling.
Sheng Tang recognized the person in the photo.
The girl was Yang Mingming.
