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The fact is, Lin Mumu really wants more, Xuan Jing reached out, just went to the bag and took a photo frame.
It was an old mahogany photo frame, and the glass cover protected a black and white photo in the photo frame.
In the photo, the two girls are each wearing two twists and a smile.
The one on the right is obviously Xuan Jing. Her facial features have not changed much. It was only that time she was more tender and her face was full of innocent smiles and she was very energetic.
On the left, Lin Mumu looked silly. At first glance, I thought it was Lin Mumu who changed the old style clothes and combed the photos of the rustic twists.
Look closely, she is not Lin Mumu, the smile on her face is more gentle and quiet, a little bit of everyone's feelings, and the temperament of Lin Mumu is different, looks like a little different, the people on the photo are thinner than the forest wood .
Even if this photo is safe, there are traces of gray and yellow left by the years. This is an inevitable problem of old-fashioned photographic paper, and it is also a precious memory of the years. It is difficult to make a fake.
Looking at the people on the photo, Lin Mumu’s heart quickly mentioned the eyes of the blind, and the eyes were somewhat inexplicably moist.
She is not a monster, she is also a person with a mother. Not a mountain monster.
"She is Zhuo Ning. The second lady of the richest man's richest family, the illegitimate daughter of Zhuo Jiancheng's father." The voice of Xuan Jing is somewhat erratic:
"She is also my best friend. Unfortunately,"
Xuan Jing said halfway and suddenly stood up: "This photo was sent to you, and you will be back to your personal feelings today. You will hit my hand in the next day, I will not be merciful."
After all, Xuan Jing turned and went.
"Can you, trouble you to say more, about her?"
"No!" Xuan Jing went firmly.
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