A moment later, her fingertips lightly slid to the right.
Sliding past herself, they slowly moved towards the far right.
The man on the far right was young, handsome, and gentlemanly, with an indescribable depth and serenity on his face. Back then, he too was the male deity pursued by the entire university.
Zhou Ran looked at his face, her index finger brushing across it. There was a moment of distraction, but soon, she moved her finger away.
She repressed all expressions and coolly lifted her head, only to realize Shen Cexian was staring at her.
"Shen Cexian, you're willing to give me this photo now, after I've been asking you for so many years. Spill it, what do you want in exchange?" Zhou Ran scoffed.
Warm yellow light shone on her face, softening her expression, but not by much.
Shen Cexian watched her quietly, smiling faintly, "Do I always appear so despicable in your eyes?"
