He said, "Really?"
There was a tone in his voice, as if he had seen through the lie he was telling.
But he didn't expose him!
Instead, he turned to Mo Yan and instructed him to handle the arrangements, then he got up and left alone!
At that moment, holding the memory card, a sense of shame surged in his chest again, making it difficult for him to breathe.
But even so, he didn't want to give it back to his uncle!
Having lost Nanxi, all he wanted was to keep something about her.
Whether it was to remember or to enshrine, he didn't want to return it to her. This remaining obsession was his selfishness!
He took out the memory card from his phone, put this one in, and when he turned it on again, he took a deep breath, called up the videos, and started to review them.
The screen flickered, and then a lean and delicate figure appeared in the video. It was Nanxi.
