With her eyebrows furrowed and her lips curled up, Gu Yin looked like she was happy but not happy, or sad but not sad. Even she herself didn't know what kind of expression she should show.
She had been searching for everything about Uncle Hero until not long ago, when she was about to give up.
‘A person has been dead for so many years, and even the strongest feelings are almost worn away by time.’ This is not an excuse, Gu Yin himself has thought about it.
At that time, the 'book' only revealed a dark cowhide shell, similar to the shape and thick size of the Xinhua Dictionary. This shape instantly extinguished Gu Yin's desire to open it. She never thought that there was something inside that could actually be
A photo album?
Looking through the photos above, Gu Yin frowned more and more...
Gu Yin had given up hope when she couldn't find the black box in the warehouse. If the box hadn't been knocked off by her, she wouldn't have walked over at all.
The purpose of bringing this 'book' casually was just for Qin Xiangyang to read when he was bored. Unexpectedly, it would eventually become the thing she was looking for? She smiled and shook her head, and touched the hero's cheek in the photo with her fingertips.
With a sigh, Gu Yin stared blankly at the black leather cover that had been closed.
"Xiao Yin," Qin Xiangyang stood behind Gu Yin at some point. He seemed to have thought of something and pointed at the photo album and said, "Tell me, are these photos the same as those in the cookbook yesterday?
?There are words behind it?”
Huh?! These words made Gu Yin startled. He opened a page at random, pulled out the photo and turned it to the back. The photo was tilted at a forty-five-degree slope.
This required slope made it easier for Gu Yin to see the traces on it, those seemingly invisible font indents.
Gu Yin squinted and frowned even more. Who would have thought that there really was something like this in the photo?
Taking out another one, Gu Yin looked at it in the same way...
This one also has writing, but the traces of the writing are lighter. If you don't look at it closely, you won't notice it at all.
Stuffing the photos back, Gu Yin slightly thought, what was hidden in these photos?
How did Feng Cheng know about his existence? Did Uncle Hero really give it to him? Or did that bastard steal it from his uncle?
All the possibilities ran through Gu Yin's mind one by one, but he couldn't catch a real shadow.
Qin Xiangyang glanced at Gu Yin's contemplative look, gently rubbed the top of her hair, and said softly, "Let's eat first. The food is almost cold. I'll look at the photos later." He picked up a piece of stew and cooked it to the right temperature.
Put the meat into Gu Yin's bowl, "Here, eat first."
"Oh." Gu Yin responded and took a big mouthful of porridge, not talking about what he just saw.
Even the feeling around me was completely different from the fun and fun before, and there was an added urgency to my gestures and movements.
Gu Yin didn't seem to want to share this matter with him.
Qin Xiangyang had keen observation skills. Seeing that Gu Yin's mind was no longer on the dishes, he naturally understood the importance of the photo album to her.
Xiaoyin was not going to take the initiative to say it, so he would naturally avoid it.
Everyone has their own privacy. Even if they have been honest about each other's bodies, no one has something on their mind. In this case, if the other person doesn't want you to know, there is naturally a reason why you can't know.
"Well, we need to buy some food at home. I'll go out later, will you stay at home?" Qin Xiangyang took a sip of porridge and looked at Gu Yin.
The latter was stunned.
Xiangyang is going out for a while, so...this period of time is just right for her to study the strangeness behind those photos?