He glanced down and saw that it was a package. At first, he did not think much of it and bent over to pick it up when he suddenly realized it was somewhat familiar—it was none other than the package Ji'er had dropped in front of him that afternoon.
He picked it up, intending to put it back in the wardrobe.
However, when he recalled Ji'er's flustered and anxious behavior that afternoon, he could not help feeling curious.
What was inside this package?
Why had Ji'er been so red and nervous?
He pursed his lips and deliberated the matter for a moment. In the end, he decided to open it.
He had only intended to see what was inside, but the instant he opened the package, he was greeted by a strange fragrance that wafted right up his nostrils.
He wrinkled his brow. What kind of fragrance was that? Why was it so strong and peculiar?
