Ye Fei just wanted to see him in real life at that time, not just photos.
Not looking to meet him, just hoping to see what he looked like at each stage.
Zhao Gushen held Ye Fei's left hand, which was clutching the edge of the photo album.
His fingers slipped through hers, one by one.
One by one, until their ten fingers were tightly and intimately intertwined.
Zhao Gushen held Ye Fei's hand in this way, pulling her hand onto the photo album resting on his lap.
Zhao Gushen's left hand stopped flipping through the album, and instead traced back and forth across the back of Ye Fei's hand.
Not seeking acquaintance, just wanting to see him at that time.
Wanting to see parts of him she'd never witnessed.
She was curious about all the periods she hadn't gone through with him, wanted to see them, felt regret.
This was because she adored him immensely, loved him deeply, which led to such regrets.
