The old man's eyes were red and swollen from crying, his whole body collapsed on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Anyone could feel the sadness and despair of the person in the photo. It was just a simple photo, yet the overwhelming despair emanating from it was suffocating.
Li Qiyun stared at the photo, her beautiful, heroic jawline taut as she tried to divert her gaze, not to care.
But she couldn't.
Her gaze was like it was nailed to that photo, no matter what she did, she couldn't tear her eyes away from it.
Her chest felt as if it was being crushed by a large stone, making it difficult to breathe...
Suddenly.
The mobile phone vibrated.
This time it wasn't a Text Message coming through, but Li Nantian's phone call.
Li Qiyun hesitated briefly, then placed the mobile phone to her ear, her Red Lips parted slightly, "Hello..."
