“Then why don’t you delete some old photos?”
“No, those photos are my precious memories. If you delete them, you can’t get them back.”
“What should we do?”
Jian Chun pursed her lips: “Zhuang Chen, please take in the photos of me and Jiang Qin first. Just send the photos of us to my email.”
Hearing these words, Zhuang Chen’s heart suddenly tightened, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer: “You don’t seem to have a computer, right? I sent it to your email, but you can’t see it.”
“It’s okay. It won’t be lost if it is stored in the mailbox. Let’s look at it later.”
“How about I send a photo of Jiang Qin and you to the mailbox and save the photo of us in it, they are all the same.”
Jian Chun immediately refused; “No, I want to see the photos of Jiang Qin and me tonight.”
“You…why are you looking at his photo?” Zhuang Chen couldn’t help but swallowed.
“I’m not doing anything, I just want to take a look, and I also want to send it to Qingqing and Jiang Tian. Please hurry up and help me get it. Thank you, Zhuang Chen.”
The photos were copied in, the reading was 85%, and Jian Chun’s memory card was full again.
The memory cards of mobile phones in 2009 were inherently small, and the cameras had high pixels, so the photos they took were very large. In addition, Zhuang Chen was such a warm man, so he took so many photos that it was normal that they couldn’t fit in them.
“Chunchun, there are too many photos of you and Jiang Qin. I can’t copy them. You’d better send them to the email.”
Jian Chun bit her lower lip: “Then delete some of the previous photos.”
Zhuang Chen opened his eyes wide when he heard the sound and looked at her in disbelief: “Didn’t you say that the old photos are precious memories and you can’t get them back after deleting them?”
“There are also some that are not so precious.”
“…”
Zhuang Chen operated silently, deleting the original photos in the memory card and copying in the photo of her and Jiang Qin.
Jian Chun was overjoyed to get the photos. She held her phone and began to look at them carefully. She had to enlarge each photo to see every detail.
She didn’t know that Zhuang Chen darkened Jiang Qin’s skin on purpose, and she thought to herself that men with bronze skin were indeed the most handsome.
Seeing the raised corners of Jian Chun’s mouth, Zhuang Chen felt very confused. Then he pursed his lips and cast his gloomy gaze out the window, casually scanning it.
He remembered a book that said that when you are in a very bad mood, you may be healed by looking into the distance.
Um?
What is that thing that is so dazzling?