His cell phone was mechanically operating the computer, entering passwords, logging in, opening emails...
Dense texts paired with photographs.
Kang Chen scrutinised every word. He wasn't sure if he was too tired, or if it was discomfort from his eyes being jabbed by the computer screen in the dark night, but his eyes felt dry and uncomfortable.
He slowly scrolled to the end of the email.
Kang Chen's gaze settled on the last photo.
The picture might have been taken years ago; beneath a splendidly blooming gardenia was a teenage girl, her laughter as bright as a flower, her frozen smile seemingly radiant enough to dissolve in the sunlight.
Behind her was a young man, silently watching her. In his eyes, nothing in the world could compare to the upward curve of her lips at that moment.
Kang Chen's hand trembled uncontrollably, the light from the computer screen casting an abnormal pallor on his face.
His eyes were filled with the reflection of that photo!
