Zhuang Zhuang did as he was told and slowly closed his other eye. As Xiaoyi spun the kaleidoscope, Zhuang Zhuang's face slowly turned red with excitement.
"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!"
Xiaoyi handed the kaleidoscope to Zhuang Zhuang and let him spin it himself. As it spun, the colorful flowers in the kaleidoscope kept spinning. As a result, Zhuang Zhuang got so dizzy and happy looking at it, but he simply couldn't bear to put it down.
"This is awesome! Thank you, Xiaoyi!"
"You're welcome, hehe."
Xiaoyi rubbed his head. It was a gift that he had spent many days preparing. He was glad that Zhuang Zhuang liked it.
Zhuang Zhuang had not forgotten Jiang Danhe's gift, so he reluctantly put down the kaleidoscope and opened the equally exquisite gift box to reveal a black-colored block. "Wow… this is… plum ink!"
