Jun Mochan brought in the traditional Chinese medicine for Ye Ranran from outside and was greeted by this scene.
"Why didn't you call me to help just now?" he saw her opening the box and thought she wanted to take out some small things. To his surprise, she had taken out their wedding photo from the bottom first.
Ye Ranran wiped the edges clean, "I wanted you to hang it up later."
Under the willow tree, the couple holding hands, smiled brilliantly. This shot wasn't staged but captured candidly by the photographer.
Out of the many photos, Ye Ranran chose this one to hang above the headboard.
In the yellow light, that smile seemed to carry warmth with it.
Ye Ranran didn't find the medicine that bitter anymore.
"Let's take Song Ze for a checkup tomorrow. Will you take him, or should I?"
Ye Ranran hadn't expected it so soon. Couldn't it be delayed a few more days? She wanted to ask, but meeting Jun Mochan's definitive gaze, she couldn't say anything.