Jiang Yue fell silent.
Her fingers brushed against the cold jewelry resting inside the box.
The necklace's centerpiece was a slender crescent moon pendant, elegant and slightly curved, with a small moonstone set within its arc. From either side of the pendant, tiny silver stars were scattered along the chain, gradually becoming smaller as they reached toward the clasp, creating the illusion of a moon surrounded by a quiet, endless night sky.
The bracelet carried the same celestial design, its slender band adorned with a few delicate stars and a single crescent moon resting gracefully at its center.
It was elegant without being extravagant.
Soft, timeless, and ethereal, as though someone had captured a piece of the night sky and turned it into jewelry.
Just looking at it, she felt as though the jewelry did not belong to her.
"Why…"
The word left her lips, but she couldn't finish.
Why would he give it to her?
