Layer by layer, the brocade cloth was opened, revealing a White Jade Hairpin inside. The hairpin was exquisitely beautiful, silver carvings inlaid with white jade. No matter how much time had passed, the silver still looked new. The tail of the white jade was adorned with a small Purple Amber Stone, the blend of white and purple, fresh and gentle.
He gently polished the hairpin with the brocade cloth, his gaze filled with longing, slowly starting to murmur.
"I saw her today. She's exactly like you when you were young, and many habits must have been inherited from you..."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of her..."
"If our child was still alive, our granddaughter would probably be about her age..."
His gaze caught something at the bottom of the box, a flash of pain crossing his eyes. Trembling, he reached out, slowly clutching the item in his hand.
It was a small embroidered shoe for a baby, very small, almost a quarter of his palm's size.
