C117 Pretending to be Innocent

Yan Zheng chuckled at her words, then, almost pleadingly, said, "Can we take a picture together? Just as a keepsake."

The girl agreed without much thought.

Two strangers stood side by side—one with a radiant smile, the other gazing intently at the person beside them.

Yan Zheng suddenly sat up in bed, jolted out of his memories, staring blankly at the photo. I've finally found you, he thought