Huo Jincheng could tell from the photos.
This man’s features were gentle, with an air like a refreshing breeze.
Which made Huo Jincheng more certain that this family was extraordinary.
"Zhi Zhi, you’re such a smart girl. Haven’t you ever questioned your family’s background? In your grandfather’s time, he could study abroad in France. Plus, your grandmother carries an aura of European nobility."
Huo Jincheng felt that Lu Xingzhi showing him this album finally made them truly family.
"I won’t ask, nor will I seek answers. Uncle, I’m really not that curious. Since they never told me these things, it means they don’t want me to know. Since that’s the case, I won’t delve into it. I only know they’re my family."
Lu Xingzhi would naturally have doubts, and when the time was right, she would find out.
"That’s fine. No matter what your background is, you’re mine." Huo Jincheng continued flipping through the photos, looking at a little girl in a floral dress with two pigtails, about four or five years old, adorable and pretty.
She was holding a popsicle, smiling brightly.
"Is this Zhi Zhi when she was little?" Huo Jincheng laughed, "Can I have this photo?"
"Such a silly smile."
"Not silly, very cute." Huo Jincheng himself took out the photo and then took a book from the shelf, placing the photo inside.
Later, Huo Jincheng saw many more photos of Lu Xingzhi as a child, including ones of her playing the piano.
Until later, that should have been in France.
The backdrop was the Eiffel Tower, taken at Mars Square.
The little girl in the photo was still smiling sweetly, with a ponytail and wearing a white dress, her features still hadn’t lost their baby fat, pretty and cute.
What surprised Huo Jincheng was seeing a familiar figure.
"Zhi Zhi, did you go to France in April when you were twelve? This photo was taken in France, right?" Huo Jincheng asked.
"Yes! How did you know? There’s no date on it!"
"Take a good look at this person. Who does he look like?" Huo Jincheng pointed to a man in the crowd, asking.
Lu Xingzhi looked at the photo, specifically at the man.
Shocked beyond words.
"How could this person be... how could it be you?" Lu Xingzhi feared she was mistaken, swallowed, and asked, "Uncle, is this person really you?"
If so, this is too coincidental!
It’s indeed quite a coincidence.
Is this what they mean by fate?
"It really is me. That year I went to France with my mentor for a seminar. After it ended, I went to Mars Square. Wait..." Huo Jincheng suddenly stood up and flipped through the bookshelf, then finally took out a photo.
He looked at it carefully, and walked over with a smile. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N()velFire.net
"Zhi Zhi, we’ve both appeared in each other’s photos before." Huo Jincheng handed her the photo, "So, is our fate destined?"
Lu Xingzhi looked at it and was even more shocked, speechless. In Huo Jincheng’s photo, there really was her and her father’s figure.
Looking at Huo Jincheng, Lu Xingzhi opened her mouth, and after a long time said, "This really is too coincidental. I almost feel like we’re filming a drama."