Chapter 486 Returning to a photo that has been dusty for a long time!

Fragments of daylight slanted down through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the whole room. Ye Qianluo walked slowly, and walked to the table. There was a photo there, but the person in the photo was so strange. She froze in place.

It was a profile photo of a 15-year-old young girl lazily leaning against a banyan tree, with a stack of textbooks on her knees, her eyes gazing intently at the contents of the pages.

Her slender figure is bathed in the sunshine, with quiet green grass under her feet, and light blue white clouds in the sky, serene and tranquil. The shooting angle may be limited, so the photo shows only half of the girl without makeup Profile.

However, just that half of the profile face, and the familiar scene in the photo, are all colliding with her thoughts.

Those memories that have passed away for a long time flooded into her mind like a river breaking a bank. In that youthful age, every afternoon break, she would go to the school's track and field with her textbooks alone to find a place. In a quiet place, backed by a big tree and quietly bathed in the setting sun pouring down.

At that time, she knew that someone was secretly in love with her, but after observing for a period of time without any results, she gradually gave up, until that stormy night, when a sudden disaster happened, the boy blocked the fatal accident for her without hesitation. This blow confirmed all the guesses in her heart.

Since then, searching for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure has become an indispensable part of her life.

Ye Qianluo slowly stretched out her hand, stroking the glass mirror on the photo frame, letting her thoughts wander freely, but the sound of rushing water coming from her ears, bit by bit penetrated into her flesh and blood, melting into the depths of her soul.

There is a mist at the bottom of her clear eyes. Before, because of Nangong Ye's amnesia, she was still not sure whether it was him who saved her nine years ago, but now, this photo made her heartbroken. Finally found the home.

"It's really you!" The excessive mist in her eyes broke through the stubborn line of defense and burst out, "It's really you, Nangong Ye, it's really you."

Ye Qianluo stretched out her hand and wiped away her tears indiscriminately. When she turned around, her footsteps had already collapsed, and with a gust of wind, one could imagine the eagerness in her heart, and her embarrassed appearance was very different from her usual wanton and free and easy.

The messy steps brought a bit of anticipation and joy. When she arrived at the bathroom, she stretched out her hand and turned the handle on the door without any hesitation. However, the bathroom door was locked from the inside, and her tone choked with anxiety. Get up, "Nangong Ye, you open the door, open the door."

The sound of running water in the room stopped abruptly, and Nangong Ye's thick and magnetic voice came from inside, "Luo'er, go outside and wait a while, I will come out after I change my clothes."

"No, don't, you open the door." Ye Qianluo's emotions became agitated, and the tears in her eyes spewed out like a river breaking a bank. The person she had been pursuing hadn't heard from her for six years. Originally, she thought that this life would end in the end of the world. It's so close, but now, thousands of sails have passed, and the dead trees are in spring, so that the doomed end of the world has become close at hand day and night.

"Nangongye, open the door, open the door." The creamy and delicate palms kept patting on the high-quality tempered glass door, making dull sounds, and she also changed from the initial low whimper to Crying loudly, "Nangong Ye, I beg you, open the door, open the door."

(End of this chapter)

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