When Shao Xi read Fang Yu's words, he felt helpless. Although she said that she wanted to keep in touch and be good friends, this good friend was too guileless.
"What if I'm a bad person?" Despite saying that, Shao Xi quickly poured out the contents of the envelope. In the end, he really found a photo carefully wrapped in a newspaper.
It was a small photo only the size of his palm. Although it was colored, it was strangely so. Nonetheless, one could still see the person on it clearly.
