"Is that scent coming from you? What perfume are you wearing?"
Lin Xiaoyu asked hurriedly.
Song Sisi put down her chopsticks and pulled a red silk cord from her collar.
On it hung a Ten Thousand Year Agarwood pendant, as smooth and dark as black jade.
It emitted waves of subtle fragrance.
"It's not perfume."
Song Sisi's eyes crinkled into crescents. "This is the very Agarwood you were just talking about, the kind that can cure diseases and save lives."
"Li Xu gave it to me. He said it can ward off evil and promote good health, and he insisted I wear it against my skin."
She would never have shown it to just anyone.
But Lin Xiaoyu and Yang Qing were her best friends.
If they wanted to see it, Song Sisi wasn't going to be stingy.
Most importantly, this was a symbol of Li Xu's love for her. If she didn't let anyone know, wouldn't it be like wearing a fine gown in the dead of night?
Silence.
A dead silence.
