Did you confess today?

She opened the photo album, took out some not-so-beautiful black history photos from her school days, organized them and secretly put them in a place where Tang Sinian would never look through them, and then went to grandma's place to take a bath contentedly.

After Tang Sinian came out wearing a set of pink rabbit pajamas that bound his hands and feet, Jiang Wangshu was no longer in the room.

While wiping her hair, she carefully sat on Jiang Wangshu's bed and began to look around curiously.

She thought, this is where Jiang Wangshu grew up.Everywhere here is full of traces of Jiang Wangshu.From childhood to youth, for a large part of the time, many nights, she slept here peacefully.

As long as he thought of this, Tang Sinian felt inexplicably happy.She thought that she had officially entered Jiang Wangshu's world.

Knowing her family, her friends, everything she's been through seems to fill in the missing pieces.

Tang Sinian realized that perhaps there was no one else who could make her feel as close as Jiang Wangshu and was willing to get close.

Tang Sinian is sincerely grateful for this hard-won happiness.

She took a deep breath, quickly wiped the water droplets from her hair, then put the towel on her shoulders, and got up to find the hairdryer.

Passing by the dressing table by the window, the sharp-eyed Tang Sinian saw Jiang Wangshu's open photo album on the table.She walked over involuntarily, still muttering, "Let me see it." Then she pulled out the chair, sat in front of the dressing table, and flipped through Jiang Wangshu's photos.

She started from the beginning, starting from the day Jiang Wangshu Bairi.

The little baby was held in the arms of the grandma, and the photo was accompanied by the old man's vigorous pen writing, "I am [-] days old today~"

Tang Sinian thought it was so cute and couldn't help but chuckle.The more she scrolled down, it was full of pictures of Xiao Wangshu and grandma.

Jiang Rulan really loves Jiang Wangshu. From Jiang Wangshu's 12th day to [-] years old, the photos of the two of them together and Jiang Wangshu's single photos are almost [-]-[-].

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Rulan has always held her hand and led her to grow up safely.

These photos filled two albums.By the time of the third album, other people were added to Jiang Wangshu's life trajectory.

Her classmates, her teachers, and her friends came and went one after another, and their faces changed one after another. Only Tang Shunhua was always there.

Turning to the photo of Jiang Wangshu who had just entered college, the two sisters stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the gate of the university, posing proudly, and Tang Sinian stroked the young and beautiful faces of the two of them, and smiled involuntarily .

By the time Jiang Wangshu came out of his grandma's room, Tang Sinian had almost finished reading Jiang Wangshu's college photos.

Jiang Wangshu, who was in college, became brighter and more beautiful year by year.Surrounding her was also a group of beauties who were as good as heaven.Tang Sinian watched and saw many group photos of Jiang Wangshu and Zhang Zichu.

The two seem to belong to a club, and they often participate in activities together, so there are many group photos.

Thinking of how close they were to each other when they were in college, Tang Sinian wished that he was born a few years earlier, or a few years older than Jiang Wangshu.Taking advantage of the fact that the young woman hadn't tasted the taste of love, he quickly held her in his hands and felt the pain.

Thinking of this, Tang Sinian puffed his cheeks, poked Zhang Zichu's face in the group photo with his hand, and said, "Hmph, scumbag."

When Jiang Wangshu came in from the door, he happened to hear her chanting this sentence, and asked her, "What do you mean by a scumbag?"

Shocked, Tang Sinian quickly turned to look at Jiang Wangshu.But seeing Jiang Wangshu walking towards her, and when he got close to her, he saw the photo she had found, and instantly understood who Tang Sinian was talking about.

Jiang Wangshu couldn't help laughing, "You are still worrying about this matter, I don't care about it anymore."

"Okay, okay, don't look at this, Sinian, let's look at something else."

From behind, she put her arms around Tang Sinian's neck, enveloped her with her own fragrance, and whispered in her ear: "Sinian, don't read this book, keep reading."

Tang Sinian replied "Okay, okay, just read it obediently."

After graduating from university, Jiang Wangshu seldom took pictures, and most of the photos left in the album were travel photos.Jiang Wangshu squeezed into Tang Sinian's arms, sat on her lap and explained the origin of the photos to her, and the two of them watched with great joy.

After looking at it, I turned the album to the end.The photos left in the album are family portraits taken in March this year.

It was Jiang Rulan's birthday that day, and Jiang Rulan was sitting at the table, wearing a birthday crown on her head, hugged by Jiang Wangshu behind her, smiling all over her face facing the candlelight.

Looking at her silver hair and kind face, Tang Sinian inexplicably remembered her solemn and serious face holding Xiao Wangshu at the beginning.

At that time, although she had already passed the year of her destiny, her hair was full of black hair and she did not look old.

Thinking of this, Tang Sinian felt a little emotional.

But Jiang Wangshu's feelings were deeper than hers. She sat on Tang Sinian's lap, stroking her grandmother's face in the photo with her fingers, and sighed in a daze like fog.

"I always feel that grandma has aged so quickly in recent years."

Chapter 53

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature.

But some people's birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, have certain special meanings to certain people.