As she took a good look at the person in the photo, Gu Qiaoge's eyes widened and her whole body stiffened.
That was her!
A younger her, with inky black straight hair and not a hint of makeup on her face. She had a sort of pure innocence around her that could only come from someone unsullied by the darkness of the world. She was smiling brilliantly at the camera.
This photo had been taken from her room shortly after she and Lu Beichuan got together and he had come to her house that one time.
She flipped to the next photo. It was her in her twenties, the young girl having grown up to be a stunning woman. The smile on her face then was one of someone who was clearly in love, with all the shyness and warmth that entailed.
The one who had taken the photo was Lu Beichuan himself.