Chapter 181 — The Secret in the Computer
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Inside "album" were two folders, one called "Xu Shilan" and the other called "My Album"!
The disappointment vanished and excitement surged back. Filtering out the "Xu Shilan" folder automatically, Wei Zhao clicked open "My Album"!
Inside were indeed a scattering of image files, and from the file names alone he could tell they had been taken with a digital camera or a phone. His heart pounded with excitement...
He quickly double-clicked the first image and waited anxiously for the computer to respond. It was only a matter of a second, but Wei Zhao stared fixedly at the screen. In his heart he was, after all, just like any normal boy his age... a little lustful.
The picture came up, and it was not the "selfie" style he had been hoping for, but an ordinary snapshot from daily life. Shen Yushu sat on a sofa, looking lazy and a little childish, yet just as lovely. Judging by the date on the photo, it had been taken three years before, when Shen Yushu had just started her first year of high school.
Wei Zhao flipped through the album. Besides Shen Yushu there was Gu Mengyao, and there were pictures of the two together. A few showed them in pajamas, but none of them crossed the line. They might count as private photos, but they were a long way from the kind of selfies he had imagined.
Even so, Wei Zhao pored over them with delight. Living under the same roof with the two beauties, he was usually too embarrassed to look at them closely. With photographs, he could look to his heart's content.
The dates made it easy to see Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu grow from two slightly awkward little girls into the graceful young women they were now. These pictures were a record of their growth and their friendship, and they were truly precious.
Pictures of their trips together made up the largest share. Every winter and summer vacation they had gone traveling, though there was no telling who had taken the pictures. Surely not Uncle Qing? Wei Zhao pictured him spitefully, huffing and puffing behind the two girls with a camera on his back, playing the lackey...
Uh, had not part of Uncle Qing's job already been handed over to him? Was he now the young miss's lackey? At that thought Wei Zhao stopped laughing. The next time, the one trotting along with a camera on his back would probably be himself.
Wei Zhao shuddered. Here he was laughing at Uncle Qing, when he was no better off himself!
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