"Mm." Gu Junzhu also picked up the picture frame from his bedside table.
Ye Xingbei leaned in to take a look.
This one, was a group photo of Gu Junzhu and Qiao Zui's family.
Back then, Gu Junzhu looked quite young, yet you could faintly see how he looks now.
He stood next to a woman smiling with gentle calm, and a scholarly man with glasses was on the woman's right.
In front of the three were Qiao Zui and Qiao Yi.
Ye Xingbei pointed to the woman in the photo: "Is this your elder sister?"
"Yes," Gu Junzhu's fingertips gently swept over the photo with a touch of nostalgia, "Many people say that older sisters are like mothers, and older brothers are like fathers. This is particularly true in our family, they both cared for me so much, it's a pity…"
The departed are long gone. Although they have left this world for quite some time, recalling their images before departure still feels like a knife to the heart.
