THE photo was larger now, filling most of the screen. The young man in the picture had sharp features and a lean face. His black hair was combed smoothly and parted slightly off center. His eyes were clear and direct, with a slight tilt at the outer corners. A small smile tugged at his lips. It was the kind of smile that said he knew he was attractive, but without a trace of arrogance. If anything, it was endearing. His shoulders were relaxed, his posture straight but not stiff. He was comfortable in his own skin, like he didn't have anything to prove to anybody. He carried himself with a quiet confidence that never bordered on arrogance.
Shen Ji Yun had never seen this young man before. The face was completely unfamiliar. And yet, he felt like he knew him. The features were different, but something about the person in the photo felt familiar. He couldn't explain it. He just knew it was Luo Yan. His Luo Yan.
