Lin Shuang looked around the room but did not see Xia Yubing.
His gaze then fell on the huge gift box.
Wrapped exquisitely, vibrant and colorful, it looked like a gift box brought by Santa Claus on a reindeer. Surely, it must contain the gift he desired the most.
—The size of this box, big enough to fit a person.
Step by step, as he approached the gift, Lin Shuang felt like a little child receiving his first birthday gift from his parents.
He couldn't even remember what that gift was anymore, memories of childhood were too distant.
But he still remembered the anticipation and excitement of that time.
Lin Shuang laid his hand on the lid of the gift box in front of him, about to open it.
He remembered that distant afternoon when he received a gift from his parents.
He thought…
In the future, when recalling moments of anticipation and excitement, this moment would surely be unforgettable.
Lin Shuang opened the gift box and met Xia Yubing's eyes inside.
