When Ni Sitian woke up, the afterglow of the setting sun was already shining in.

After she opened her eyes, she was stunned for a while before she realized that she had been a guest at her mother-in-law's house and had actually taken a nap until dusk, and had even gone to sleep in the same room as Xu Tingchuan. What kind of speculation would that make people think!

She sat up abruptly and turned to look to the side, only to find that Xu Tingchuan was no longer beside her.

"Tingchuan?" she called out, but received no response, so she threw off the covers and got out of bed.

She called out twice more, but still received no response. So she went into the bathroom to wash her face, splashed water on her face to wake herself up, and then came out of the bathroom.

Since Xu Tingchuan wasn't there, she didn't dare to wander around. So she went to his bookshelf to pick out a book to read while waiting for him to return.

The off-white bookshelf in his room took up half a wall, and it was filled with books.

Looking at the bookshelves, one can see that Xu Tingchuan is a meticulous person and has a wide range of reading interests, from popular novels and literary classics to financial works and ancient dictionaries, all of which are clearly categorized on the shelves.

Ni Sitian wasn't very interested in his books; none of them were ones she liked. However, a photo album in the corner caught her eye.

She reached out and took the photo album, walked to the sofa, sat down, and opened the album on her lap.

The first page features a photo of Xu Tingchuan when he was just born; he was fair-skinned, a little chubby, and adorable like a little rice dumpling.

A slight smile curved her lips as she poked at the chubby cheek in the photo with her finger before turning the page.

The next page shows a full moon photo; the eyes are already open, round and bright, and one can already see the handsome features.

Then flip through the photos: 100-day photos, one-year-old photos, two-year-old photos...

As she turned the pages, Ni Sitian saw that the photos of him looked more and more like his current appearance.

But strangely, there are no photos from age thirteen to seventeen; it jumps directly to what he looks like at eighteen.

Her gaze lingered on his photo when he was eighteen.

This is a two-inch ID photo. He already has the same stern face as now, looking handsome yet somewhat serious.

Even his ID photo is so handsome, no wonder he said he once received two truckloads of love letters.

If she went to the same high school as him, maybe he would be attracted to her too.

Ni Sitian thought for a moment, then her smile deepened, and she continued scrolling down.

The photo of her at nineteen years old really stunned her.

This photo is unlike any of his previous photographs. He sits under a tree, looking down at a book. In the dappled light and shadow, his appearance is somewhat blurred, and there is an lingering sense of loneliness and coldness about him. Yet, there is a contradictory sense of gentle tenderness in the photo.

A very artistic photograph.

The person who took this photo must either be incredibly skilled or have a deep understanding of Xu Tingchuan to capture it so well.

Ni Sitian couldn't resist lifting the film, taking the photo out of the interlayer, and looking at the back.

There was a line of small characters written on it, in a very elegant and graceful handwriting, a total of seven characters:

My boy, my light.

Ni Sitian was stunned. Although the handwriting had a somewhat elegant feel, it was definitely a girl's handwriting.

Who could it be?

"Sitian".

Ni Sitian was lost in thought when a sudden sound rang out. Her fingers trembled, and the photo fluttered to the floor under the sofa.

She immediately put the photo album aside, knelt on the floor, and reached under the sofa to grab the photo.

Xu Jiayue walked in, squatted down, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Ni Sitian managed to reach the photo, breathed a sigh of relief, and took it out with a sense of relief.

When Xu Jiayue saw the photo that Ni Sitian was holding, her expression changed slightly.