Another set of fireworks bloomed in the starry sky above them, and another photo was taken. It was so detailed that it could be recognized at a glance. This required the fireworks to be made with an extremely high density, and if the density was not up to standard, holes would definitely appear on the face.
This was the smile that Lin chuxue had when she turned around and smiled in the wheat field when she was 11 years old.
Although most of the people present didn't recognize the little girl, they all felt that the little girl had the temperament of a beauty since she was young. Her eye bags and facial features were quite delicate.
Lin chuxue just stood there in a daze.
She subconsciously looked in Xu Cheng's direction, but she didn't see him anywhere.
It had disappeared.
At the same time, on every business street and every giant electronic screen in the world, from small buses and falling lanes to big squares like time Warner, there was a confession picture.
