Zhou Linghuai looked at the tightly drawn curtain and saw the little girl tiptoe to take a wooden box with yellow rosewood patterns from a secret compartment on the bookshelf.
Yu Youyao placed the box on the desk and smiled. "Cousin, come closer. Don't be so far away from me."
Zhou Linghuai pursed his lips and leaned over.
"Lower your head a little, a little more," the little girl said as she moved closer to her cousin, her little head almost touching his chest.
Zhou Linghuai felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to lean back, but he heard Yu Youyao say, "Cousin, don't blink!"
Zhou Linghuai's body stiffened and he did not move. He did not even blink when he heard the little girl's words. He saw her carefully open the lock on the box. She covered the surface of the box with one hand and gently opened the lid a crack with the other…
