"Hmm, just brought it along."
Bai Xiqin could sense the emotion in Fang Yuanyuan's tone, and her expression was indifferent as she replied.
There was none of the joy and openness expected when meeting an old classmate.
"This photo..."
Fang Yuanyuan's gaze suddenly fell on a photo in the corner of the bus.
In the photo, Bai Xiqin's face was youthful, her smile was gentle, and she was wearing a typical middle school uniform, looking serene and peaceful.
Fang Yuanyuan wasn't concerned with Bai Xiqin's charming face, but what was behind her.
In the background, a faint silhouette could be seen.
This silhouette didn't seem as tall as she remembered, even looked a bit frail.
But Fang Yuanyuan recognized him at a glance.
It was Zhang Yiming.
Everyone else was walking around, but he stood still behind Bai Xiqin, with Zhang Yiming right in front of him and the school building's glass reflecting their shadows.
It seemed intentional.
Or perhaps he was genuinely enjoying the scenery.
