The remaining tickets were from the movies, performances, plays, operas, and so on that the two of them had seen together over the past year or so.
These tickets carried beautiful memories of the two of them.
Lin Shu looked carefully at these, knowing they were all collected and stored with care, she couldn't help but be moved.
She had thought that these tickets would be discarded after they had seen or played, even the tickets in her hand, after being torn off, disappeared instantly, she didn't think about it much, assuming they were just casually thrown into the trash can.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhi collected them all and assembled the unique memories between the two of them.
Lin Shu gently touched each ticket, and the distress in her heart lightened a lot.
Then, among countless tickets, she saw a handmade box.
The box wasn't very exquisite, but it was clearly made by Fang Zhi himself.
Lin Shu carefully tore open the wax seal on top, revealing the box inside.
