Chapter 172 (1/2)
Finally, under the harassment of Yan Jinyu, Yin Jiujin didn't wash his face, but went to the study to find out the photo.
Yan Jinyu followed him to the study, holding his robe at the back of his waist, fearing that he would run away.
”Did you find it? Did you find it? ”
Yin Jiujin reached out and took a small wooden box from the top of the bookshelf, turned back and flicked her forehead, ”what's the hurry, it's not going to depend on you.”
Yan Jiujin didn't play very hard, but Yan Jinyu still glared at him, raised his hand and rubbed his head, ”brother Jiu, if you do this to me again, I will resist!”
Yan Jiujin picked her eyebrows, quickly dropped her head and pecked her forehead, ”kiss it, it won't hurt.”
Yan Jinyu: ”he grabbed the wooden box in his hand and didn't care about him.
”The picture is in here?”
”Well. Wait, I'll find the key... ”
As soon as the voice fell, she heard a click, and the lock on the wooden box was opened by her.
This time, Yin Jiujin saw clearly that a hair thin gold wire was springing out of the ”watch” on her left wrist, but the length of it was not long, 15 cm up and down, just enough for her to hold it in her hand and unlock it.
The corners of Yan Jiujin's mouth were tiny and could not be checked. Emotion, the sharp weapon of killing people, was omnipotent.
She also opened the wooden box, while with a bit of pride said: ”opened, nine elder brother rest assured, my technique is very accurate, the lock is not broken.”
Yan Jiujin put his hand on the top of her hair and rubbed it for a while, with an expression that was beyond words
Then she ignored him. Gu Zi took the wooden box to the sofa and sat down. He just opened the box on his leg.
In the wooden box, there were not only the photos of Yin Jiujin, but also some old photos. In addition, there were several letters and greeting cards.
Yan Jinyu was not interested in these things, so she picked out all the photos inside.
One by one, the first two pictures were not Yan Jiujin's, like the group photos of old man Yin and old lady Yin when they were young. Yan Jinyu took a glance and went down to the bottom.
The third is Yin Jiujin's.
About four or five-year-old photos, wearing a robe, the background is an old house, looks like the old house of the Yin family.
Delicate features, small face with a smile.
It's that innocent smile from the heart.
Yan Jiujin had come and sat down beside her. Yan Jinyu looked at the photo and then at Yan Jiujin.
Today's him, even if he is smiling, most of the time is just a hook lips, smile is not obvious, the rest of the time is a heavy and sharp appearance.
Yan Jinyu's mood is sometimes complicated.
Thinking that he was the second youngest of the Yin family, born with a golden spoon, but did not have to bear the family mission, he was born carefree, and it was good not to grow into a dandy.
But he was not only not a dandy, but also grew up so well.
Not to mention these, his temperament
No one will change his disposition without any reason. He has gone through a lot from a smiling man to a cold and gloomy man.
Thinking, Yan Jinyu holds the photo in one hand, raises it up and caresses his face with the other hand, and rubs it carefully, ”brother Jiu, you looked good when you were a child, but you look better when you grow up, and you are not disabled.”
Just because he saw her look slightly complicated, he didn't know what he thought of, and his mood was also somewhat complicated. When he heard her words, he said in an instant:.... ”
”I'm glad you're not disabled, otherwise I can't point out that I still don't like you.”
”...” are you still a face control?
”After all, your reputation is there, your status is there, and you have a sense of superiority wherever you go. If you are not good enough and your fiancee is beautiful, you may feel inferior, which is not in line with your aura.”
”...” holding her hand on his face in the palm, pinching her fingertips, ”quite narcissistic.”
”I'm not narcissistic. I'm confident.” With such a shift, the slightly heavy heart just now dissipated.
It doesn't matter how he used to be. It doesn't matter what he has experienced. It always makes him laugh when she is around.
Looking at her proud little appearance, Yan Jiujin couldn't help chuckling: ”well, it's self-confidence.”
Yan Jinyu glared at him again and made fun of her.
He broke away from the hand he held and continued to look at the photos. Yan Jiujin followed her, so he reached over her waist and leaned lazily on the sofa to look at the photos with her.
Yan Jinyu couldn't help looking at the photo just now.
Sure enough, Yin Jiujin didn't like to take photos. Except for two separate photos, there were only three group photos with his figure.
One is alone with old lady Yin, and the background is like a stage. Yan Jinyu guessed that it should be taken in the garden;
One is a group photo of the Yin family. There is no Qin Jianjia on it. At that time, Qin Jianjia should not have married into the Yin family;
One is a picture of three people in camouflage.
Yan Jinyu's eyes stayed on it.
At that time, Yan Jiujin should have been 14 or 15 years old, and his eyebrows were not like when he was a child, and he was cold and fierce.
He stood in the middle. The man on his right was about the same height as him, and he also had a cold face. However, this cold face showed a sense of honesty. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Qin Jianjia's, which should be Qin Hao, the youngest of the Qin family.
The boy on the left of Yan Jiujin was shorter than him, and he was not bad, but he was a little worse when he stood with such two outstanding and noble people.
It doesn't matter. The important thing is that she met this man!
She always has a good memory, even if not deliberately to remember people, as long as you look at it, she can remember, not to mention this person for her is more than a look at so simple.