C168 Encounter of Violence

That photo, even though Du Shisheng hadn't dared to enter Du Yuanda's room for 16 years, he still remembered it clearly.

The girl dressed in red bridal dress, with a bashful face, yet filled with happiness and happiness, was sitting on the wooden bench with a dignified air.

He was a child then, but it was hard to put into words the sadness he felt when he looked at the picture of his mother