80s: Little Sweet Wife

"Is this girl also your brother's friend? I don't feel very old." Meimei pointed at the girl and asked.

Keiko looked at it for a while, then shook her head and said, "It shouldn't be, my brother didn't mention this girl to me, this photo was taken in a country in the Middle East, it should have been taken last year, not all the people above know each other. of."

"Oh... I just saw that she was very beautiful and very young. I'm afraid she is not yet eighteen years old?" Meimei glanced at the girl again, she was really young, she should not be more than eighteen years old, but her temperament But very stable, with a maturity that does not match her immature face.

"I'm sure not at the age of 18. This girl should be a local. The girls over there are very precocious. I think they are at most thirteen or fourteen years old, and they will definitely not be more than fifteen years old!" Mei was very interested in this girl, and couldn't help but glanced at it a few more times, her expression became strange.

"Why do the more I look at this girl, the more I feel like she is Chinese? If it weren't for her facial features and skin color, I would think she was a Chinese like you!"

Keiko also discovered something was wrong. Every nation has its own characteristics, especially the ancient eastern country, which has a unique temperament, which can be seen at a glance.

"Do you think so too? Look at her handshake posture, with her hands folded and naturally hanging on her lower abdomen, and her body is slightly sideways. This posture is really oriental. The girl over there shouldn't be so reserved, right?"

The eyebrows were hooked, and a Middle Eastern girl showed a graceful and charming oriental temperament, which was incredible.

"No, the status of the women over there is very low...Usually you can't show your face in public if you don't go outside the door. Oh...this girl doesn't wear a veil? Isn't she a local?"

Keiko found something wrong again. The girl in the photo was smiling slightly. She was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, which obviously didn't fit well, but she didn't wear the veil unique to local women, and she smiled calmly.

"Yeah... I heard that the woman over there will be sentenced for not wearing a veil? She shouldn't be a local, right? She's an interesting girl, if only your brother was here, I really want to hear her story. Woolen cloth!"

Meimei is a little regretful, this little girl must have a story, and it is a very wonderful story, but it is a pity that the insider is not at home.

Keiko is also very regretful. She also became interested in this little girl. She used to come here for vacations a lot, but she didn't notice the peculiarity in this photo!

"My brother should still be in the Middle East now. When he comes back, I will definitely inquire about this girl's story, and I will tell you later!"

"Okay...you call me when the time comes!"

Meimei readily agreed and continued to look at the photos at the back. Unexpectedly, she saw the girl again. The girl was among a group of people, and she seemed to be running for her life. Even through the photos, she could feel the feelings of these people. Despair and panic.

This girl was wearing a robe unique to the local people, but she still didn't wear a veil, no... She wore a veil, but the veil was pulled off by her to bandage the wound. Her right arm was injured, and the black veil tightly bandaged the wound. .

The girl ran in a panic with a group of people, and looked towards the camera, her eyes were bright, and she was obviously unwilling...

Meimei's gaze moved to the girl's right arm, and she couldn't help but think when she saw the tied veil.