He had been tortured, humiliated, and treated as a beautiful, broken doll by obsessive maniacs.
His heart had been frozen solid, dead to the world. But Yun Shu had forcefully shattered that ice, wrapping him in an unconditional, overbearing protection that made him feel safe for the first time in his existence.
And now, because Yun Shu had given him so much warmth, the sudden absence of it felt agonizingly cold.
'I just wanted to see him,' Bai Yunxian thought, his lower lip protruding in a slight, unconscious pout. 'I just wanted to hand him his gift myself.'
With a heavy sigh, Bai Yunxian raised his hand, his spiritual energy lightly brushing against his spatial ring. With a faint shimmer of light, an exquisite, dark velvet jewelry box appeared in his palm.
He traced the smooth surface of the box, his ruby eyes softening with a mixture of affection and melancholy.
Inside this box lay the pair of hairpins he had specially bought for him back in the Eastern County.
