Long Chengyu's eyes darkened subconsciously as he stared at the object in his hand for a long time without speaking.
Long Ziheng had not expected Long Chengyu to actually discover it...
After hesitating for a moment, he was just about to reach out and take it when Long Chengyu's low voice suddenly came through—
"I didn't expect you still kept it."
As he said this, Long Chengyu did not look at Long Ziheng; his indifferent gaze remained on the bracelet in his hand, gently caressing it, his expression as serene as the deep sea at night.
Long Ziheng lowered his eyelids and said in a deep voice, "It has always been at home, and I occasionally take it out to look at it. Zilin's bracelet is also still there..."
As he spoke, he suddenly opened a drawer beside him, took out another red string bracelet from inside, looked at it, and then passed it over to Long Chengyu—
