Though October in the south was still hot, there was a touch of coolness in the air.
A gentle breeze drifted by. Rare fiery clouds filled the sky, staining the earth red and casting a rosy glow across people's faces.
"You really had the foresight to bring your camera everywhere." Lin Luoxue carried the groceries as she watched Wang Yan fiddle with his camera and photograph Li Shuci.
"Who would've thought it was perfectly fine when we left, but by the time we came out after buying groceries, the sky would be full of sunset clouds?" She clicked her tongue in wonder.
"It wasn't foresight. I just wanted to preserve more of your beauty, so I always keep a camera with me, ready to capture you at any moment. Or, like now, to take posed photos against such beautiful scenery. They'll all become memories someday."
Wang Yan pressed the shutter, then looked through the photo he had just taken on the screen. "You won't even need to wait that long into the future. Maybe just three months from now, these photos will already feel completely different when you look at them again."
"You're right. I feel that deeply." Lin Luoxue said, "Do you remember the first photo you took of me?"
"The time that rich guy treated us to dinner?"
"Every now and then, I look at it. It's only been two years, but I've already changed beyond recognition. I'm no longer the person I was back then. You, though, are still the same as before—still so lovable and hateful."
"Yes, I do owe you a great deal. But fortunately, at least I didn't become a heartless man. I didn't let your grievances be in vain, did I? Come on, smile. You really have the air of a housewife right