His gaze fell on her like the bright moon, its clarity resting on the phone he'd placed on the table, giving it a nudge to show her the screen.
It displayed a solo picture of her from her graduation; the city forest behind her was drenched in deep hues of rain, but she shone brightly with a splendid smile, as if delighting in a clear sunny day.
"Switch to this one," he said.
She was somewhat surprised, yet hesitant to believe, fearing her hopes might be dashed:
"...How do you have this photo?"
Had she posted it on her circle of friends?
Wen Yangzhi looked at her with a hint of teasing yet probing gaze, "Nannan herself sent it over for brother to see. Why do you think brother has it?"
Yun Yuwan's grip on the tablet tightened involuntarily, and she said with embarrassment, "You knew."
Wen Yangzhi's demeanor was calm, his words sparse, "Logged into the same iCloud, everything that should sync has synced; you deleted it, but I still have it on my phone."
