Zhou Linghuai took the box and smiled. "Alright, I'll listen to you, Cousin." He changed the topic. "Coincidentally, I have something to give to you too."
He handed over the box on his lap.
The box was made of paulownia wood, which was naturally textured and carved with an old branch of spring apricots, which looked simple and elegant.
Yu Youyao stroked the apricot flower and recalled that she had accidentally seen through her cousin's tracks at the Precious Peace Temple. At first, she was really afraid, but when her cousin smiled, the panic and fear in her heart instantly dissipated.
She thought that even if she exposed her cousin's secret, he wouldn't hurt her. From now on, if she treated him well, he wouldn't hurt her either.
She said to her cousin, "I love apricot flowers…"
Her cousin had kept it in mind.
"Did Cousin make this box himself? It's so beautiful!" Yu Youyao smiled and held the box lovingly, not opening it for a moment.
