Lu Jueyu looked at her husband's gloomy expression and knew he was unhappy. After thinking for a while, she moved her chair closer and held his hand. She clasped her fingers together, looked at the old man, and said, "Comrade, please take a picture for us."
The old man looked at their clasped hands and said, "Comrade, are you sure? If you pose like that, you can't show your photo to others."
"It's enough for me and my husband to take a look."
After hearing her words, Li Chenmo finally smiled and looked at her tenderly. Sensing his gaze, Lu Jueyu turned to look at him and smiled sweetly. The two people's hands were clasped together, and the old man felt that they were a match made in heaven, as it should be. The old man pressed the shutter, and the smoke filled the air, capturing their love in the photo.