These... were also the places she once most wanted to visit with him.
They really went on their honeymoon.
Clearly, Yao Mingyue sincerely hoped they could experience a honeymoon.
But at this moment, seeing their sweet photos, Yao Mingyue couldn't help but feel a bit wistful and sour.
Her fingers gently covered An Nuannuan as she took out the oil painting and slowly placed it on the other side of Xu Musen, gradually overlapping.
In the painting, she was already full of white hair, but there was still the unique pride and radiance of Yao Mingyue in her eyes and brows.
It was as if she too was embracing, accompanying, kissing him...
"Isn't this a good match too..."
Yao Mingyue murmured, just not knowing if in the future, she would truly have the chance to stand by his side and visit these places together.
A familiar fragrance wafted from behind.
