As he approached the screen, Du Youqian found himself slowing his steps, even holding his breath.
He was like a little boy waiting for his crush after class. Watching her figure appear under a streetlight, his heart would thump wildly and his mouth would go dry. He felt as if he were in a daze, not daring to speak, knowing that if he did, he would only spout nonsense.
The closer he got, the more Du Youqian could feel that the object behind the screen had a profound connection to him.
'What on earth could it be?'
Beyond his anticipation, he was overcome with curiosity.
And now, it was time for the mystery to be revealed.
Du Youqian walked around the screen.
What appeared before his eyes were a stalactite hanging from the ceiling and a stalagmite rising from the floor, their tips pointed directly at each other.
Sandwiched between the two was a thin slip, emitting a soft, gentle glow. It appeared to be made of jade.
