In the computer.
There were hundreds of photos stored. Clicking on the first folder, the images revealed a boy of barely over ten years old. His frame was slender, his skin was excessively pale, and his long smooth black hair partly covered his eyes. His thin jawline was beautifully refined, and his thin lips gleamed with a bit of pinkish radiance.
He sat in front of the window, head bowed. The streak of light outside draped over him, making his frail figure seem even more delicate.
There was a snowstorm outside, but he was only wearing a thin shirt and a pair of black long pants. His wrists and ankles were bound to the chair.
With his head down, he resembled a pet confined in a cage.
The scene invoked an eerie kind of beauty.
Jiang Ruan's hand trembled as she continued to scroll down.
The subsequent pictures had a similar style.
