Attached to the scarf was an extra postcard, with a neat and elegant signature written on it.
[I heard it's snowing on the northeastern coast of the Vortex Sea. I hope this scarf can bring you some warmth from the Demon City. Of course, if you don't like it, feel free to toss it—it's just something I randomly grabbed from a roadside general store, hehehe.]
——Mia
Luo Yan had no doubt that if he really lost this item, that particular person would probably burst into tears.
Though the scarf wasn't any particularly expensive gift, it was perfectly appropriate for their roles as classmates and friends, and the amount of care behind it was overflowing.
Luo Yan honestly didn't care about the value of the gift; as long as it was heartfelt, he would gladly accept even a beetle.
Especially when it came from Mia, who had helped him so many times.
If she had given him yet another expensive present, he'd instead feel stressed about how to reciprocate.
