More photos were taken within the military, posing with some high-ranking officials.
"These are photos from when I was 3 to 15 years old," Bo Jingcheng said solemnly.
As Ji Shunuan looked at them, especially a family portrait, her gaze fixed on the people depicted, with a twinge of sorrow in her eyes, particularly when looking at the old man seated at the forefront.
"This is my great-grandfather," Bo Jingcheng said, following her gaze and kindly introducing him to her.
Ji Shunuan's eyes instantly reddened as she looked at the old man.
"I don't know why, but looking at him makes me want to cry," Ji Shunuan said softly.
As she reached up to wipe her face, she found it covered in tears, seemingly endless, no matter how much she wiped, they kept streaming down.
"Why am I crying?" Ji Shunuan murmured.
