Come over to warm the bed

"Open it and you'll know." Lingxuyao did not directly answer.

Curious, Jiang Shuxia opened the package. The delicate photo frame was lying down in the middle of the box, exactly like the one that Lin Xiaoxia had broken. It was a milky white border. The patterns were not complicated, but they were very beautiful.

Her slender fingers lightly rubbed on the edge of the photo frame, and only after a long while did she raise her eyes to look at Lingxuyao. Her eyes were filled with mist, and Lingxuyao's handsome face had become somewhat blurry. Jiang Shuxia should have felt happy, but she felt as if her heart was filled with bitterness.

"How can you find this photo frame!?" It's been more than ten years, and it's long gone from the market! "