An Lan originally thought of giving the New Year gift on New Year's Day, but now, she felt a strong sense of guilt if she didn't say or bring out something.
She gently rubbed her hand in her pocket.
Finally, she coughed softly, "Zhanting, close your eyes."
Huo Zhanting was slightly taken aback, then, the eyes that were a bit downcast just now lit up for a moment. Without asking more, he closed his eyes eagerly. An Lan took the gourd pendant out of her pocket and put it on him from behind.
A minute later, Huo Zhanting couldn't help but ask, "Is it done?"
"It's done." As soon as An Lan finished speaking, Huo Zhanting opened his eyes. He looked down and touched the bit of green on his chest, the warm and cool, lifelike green gourd. Its lush color caught his gaze.
