Harren's body stood on the spot for a long time. He stood on the huge Open-Air Balcony, which was decorated with all kinds of beautiful flowers. The afterglow of the setting sun made him look hazy, but there was also a faint hint of disappointment.
He was holding a leather notebook in his hand.
He unzipped the leather rope and looked at the color of the paper inside. He could tell that it was from a very old age. Harren's fair fingers pulled out a photo from inside.
It was a picture of an Eastern girl in a small dress. She was only four or five years old and was incredibly beautiful.
She was full of vitality, sunshine, and confidence. Her two little canine teeth were exposed, and there were small dimples at the corners of her mouth.
Harren looked at the photo, then slowly raised his head and looked in the direction sang Xia had left. He sighed softly. sang, I told you that I've seen you before when I saw you at the nightclub.
