C512 There Are Some Things I Don't Have to Say too Clearly

Standing beside the little girl was a boy who was taller than her by a head. He was gentle in the sunlight and cute and handsome.

Perhaps it was due to someone calling him and hastily taking a picture of him, but the boy had to use his height advantage to forcefully hold onto her shoulders, which was why he was barely able to make such a picture.

After so many years