That was the first time she hit him, a fierce slap, which was also her final stance.
He returned the camera to her, she quit all her jobs, and with the little money she had, she moved to a strange city. By chance, she found a job as a photography assistant and met Yang Hexuan, following him since then.
Yang Hexuan didn't know what she was thinking, and wiped the tears off her face, "Is a man like that worth your tears?"
Xia Yan kept silent, burying her head slightly into the blanket. Yang Hexuan reached out to turn her head towards him, his gaze fixed firmly on her face, "Has anyone ever told you that you look beautiful when you smile?"
The look in that photo was something he had never seen from her before.
Xia Yan remained silent. Back then, he also said that she looked beautiful when she smiled. They even met because, during a break in their exercises, she saw his student ID, handed it to him, and smiled at him. He said he would never forget that moment.
