The Meaning of the Tattoo (Part Twenty Seven)

But photos of Yan Rusheng were scarce, and if there are some, Wen Xuxu would always be together with him.

She randomly clicked on a photo of Yan Rusheng hugging Xuxu as they sat on the carousel. He wrapped his long, strong limbs around Xuxu's slender waist.

Bai Jing began to think of how blissful and romantic it must be.

She closed her eyes slowly… trying to imagine. She pictured herself as Xuxu, sitting together with him, with soft music playing in the background. She could almost catch a faint whiff of his smell.

A gentle and faint smile played at the corners of her mouth.

At that moment, the bathroom door swung open.

Bai Jing was instantly jolted back to her senses when she heard the sound. She went back to her usual self in a split second.

Su Yue stood outside the bathroom, holding a toothbrush in her hand. "What did my third brother say?" Su Yue asked as she brushed her teeth.