Before he could finish his words, Jiang Jiang opened the photo album, so he swallowed the words back.
That's very filling.
Not only did she want to open it and read it, she also moved to his side, looked up at him, and pulled his clothes with a very natural movement, asking him to sit next to her and read it together.
Most people feel a little embarrassed when looking at photos of themselves as children.
But obviously Ye Jin didn't.
Seeing his nonchalant look, Jiang Jiang even thought that the photo album in his hand was not his.
She turned to the first page.
It was Ye Jin as a baby.
There is a kind of clear stupidity in his round eyes.
He had a completely different feeling from the one she had seen, so Jiang Jiang laughed out loud without mercy.
"...What's so funny?"
He spoke helplessly from the side, and his arm went around half of her body, forcefully supporting the other side of her body.
The broad arms enveloped Jiang Jiang.
But although he was the one being attacked, Jiang Jiang acted more calmly than him.
She glanced at him, her eyes glancing at his slightly red ears, and chuckled: "Don't you think it's cute?"
"...Are you sure it's cute and not silly?"
He looked at the photo in her hand with a slight, not-so-obvious look of disdain in his eyes.
Jiang Jiang continued to scroll down.
From one month old to one year old, and then on.
She noticed something was wrong.
Different from her childhood photos, there are more photos of her being held in her parents' arms. There is not much pattern in the timing. Jiang's father and mother would just take a few photos of their daughter when they were in a good mood.
But Ye Jin’s is different.
There was no other person in the photos except him, and even the dates were very regular, one per month, no more, no less, and even on the first of every month.
"...Were your uncle and aunt busy when you were a child?"
Ye Jin seemed not to have expected her to ask this question.
He curled his lips and smiled, "Not really, it's just that they didn't pay much attention to me at that time."
Jiang Jiang keenly sensed that there might be some hidden secrets, so she lowered her head and chose to continue reading.
The children in the album are growing rapidly, at the rate of one photo per month.
He seems to be a very polite child, and his small round face vaguely reveals his graceful appearance.
Through this photo album, Jiang Jiang seemed to have participated in his growth, filling in the missing years of their childhood sweethearts.
Even though there is no one else in the photo, it can be seen that the child is very good-looking.
Then a smile appeared in his eyes.
But after turning the page of the year when he was eight years old, Jiang Jiang looked at the unnatural expression on the face of the familiar little boy in the photo.
The doubt in his eyes almost overflowed, and even a chill rose in his heart.
Although the little boy in the photo was still smiling at the camera, his amber eyes revealed a frightening indifference.
What’s even more bizarre is that the backgrounds of all the photos carefully avoid reflective objects such as mirrors and glass in the home, as if they were deliberately hiding something.
Jiang Jiang raised his head and glanced at Ye Jin, whose movements had not changed from beginning to end and who showed no abnormality.
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