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The river of time is cruelly frozen and displayed here.
Wen Wanqing seemed to be nailed to the spot, and her blood instantly froze into icicles. She moved her legs, which were as stiff as embroidery, and the light of the flashlight trembled across the surroundings.
"She wore a blue dress today, like the sky after the rain."
"She cried. Who made her sad?"
"She smiled at the man, it was so dazzling."
"She's mine. Only mine."
It's not just a wall. It's an entire room, with all four walls and even part of the ceiling covered in photos.
Between the photos, there were some slips of paper fixed with small thumbtacks, which were written in Lu Qi's sharp and elegant handwriting that she was familiar with.
She staggered to an old wooden table in the center of the room. The table was empty except for a dark blue velvet box. Covered in dust, it still looked dangerously gorgeous.
Her hands were shaking so much that she almost used all her strength to open the box.
There is nothing unsavory in it, just a photo.
Yesterday, the night shrouded the ward, and she stood alone beside Lu Qi's bedside. There was a bouquet of white camellias on the bedside table, which made the ward look particularly desolate.
In the lower right corner of the photo, the ink has not even completely dried, and it has a fresh, nauseating smell.
Lu Qi was actually pretending to be unconscious.
Wen Wanqing suddenly turned the photo to her back.
There, written in a handwriting that was so familiar to her that she would remember it forever, was a line of words. The handwriting was not as calm as usual, but with a crazy and sharp intensity.
"I will do whatever it takes to make you mine."
Buzz——
How much does she really know about him?
Intention: Unswervingly follow the party
