Kristina was stunned. "What's this?"
"Just open it and you'll see." I looked at her with expectation.
Kristina bit her lip. "Simbara Gold. There must be jewelry inside. It must be expensive, right?"
"Oh, don't worry about whether it's expensive or not. Open it and see if you like it!"
This was the jewelry I got when I bought Grace's necklace. Of course, it was much more expensive than her necklace.
She seemed a bit nervous, wiped her hands, and wanted to take it but hesitated. "Let's talk about it later. First, let's clean the wound and apply the medicine."
She said that she opened the first aid kit, methodically cleaned my wound, applied the medicine, and then gently fanned it with a fan to dry it. She finally bandaged it, tying a beautiful bow at the end.
Except for my parents, perhaps no one in the world treated me as well as Kristina did.
How could I not love her?
