"Did you get the shot, Zhu?" Lu Shuhang asked helplessly.
Hearing the teasing chatter from colleagues around, the young man blushed and lowered his hand.
"All right, all right, I know you don't like taking photos, it's just documenting life," Xiao Xinzhu said cheerfully. As she looked at the developed photo, she tilted her head with a puzzled expression. "Hmm?"
"What is it?"
Xiao Xinzhu's gaze was fixed on a corner of the photo, where she spotted a strand of golden hair behind the young man, and half of a girl's face was hidden in the backlight. Was it that blonde girl who had just brushed past them?
"Didn't quite capture it well, want to take another one?" Lu Shuhang asked.
"Ah, it's okay." Xiao Xinzhu shook her head and pressed her lips together, resting her head on Lu Shuhang's shoulder. She knew he didn't like taking pictures and didn't want to bother him again. "It's good like this; life's supposed to have a bit of surprise."
