Ling Tian'ao didn't speak.
Closing his eyes, his mind was full of images.
It seemed that when he was on the plane, he accidentally found this pendant.
He said, "This pendant looks nice."
"I think it's nice too! Do you like it?"
"I like it."
She grinned, looking very happy.
It seemed like it was because he didn't disdain this pendant.
He asked her, "So, is this for me?"
"It's a bit cheap, but I don't have money now! When I have money, I'll buy you a better one!"
"A gift from my wife, whether expensive or cheap, I'll like it!"
After he finished speaking, she burst into giggles.
That smile was truly radiant.
It was as if accepting her gift was a great blessing.
Opening his eyes, other images flashed through his mind.
She was leaning on his shoulder, saying, "Ling Tian'ao, I feel so good quietly leaning on your shoulder, I could do it for a lifetime!"
