Her heart felt somewhat uneasy, and a bitterness lingered in her throat.
"What are you laughing at?" Shen Shihan finally spoke up.
Mo Shuifu shook her head, "Nothing much, just that you were quite cute when you were little."
Cute? Shen Shihan's mouth twitched slightly, as no one had ever used that word to describe him before.
Even as a child, people would more likely say he was distant, not lively enough, too staid—never had "cute" been used to describe him.
Seeing that Shen Shihan didn't say anything, Mo Shuifu simply smiled.
The little boy in the photo had big eyes and fair skin. Even though there was no smile, Mo Shuifu still found him quite cute as she looked on.
She pursed her lips and continued to flip through the other photos.
Shen Shihan rarely saw Mo Shuifu showing a smiling face, and now, she was smiling at a photo album, which he found quite surprising.
Unconsciously, his gaze lingered on her a few more times.
