Zhou Yinghuai's smile remained, and he slowly began, so gentle, "I didn't know what style of ring to choose before, but after thinking about it for a long time, I decided it would be better if I made it myself."
As he spoke, he then opened the ring box.
Jiang Tan saw the ring in his hand, all crafted from jade, shaped like an epiphyllum, with milky white jade glaze that was fine and delicate, it looked warm and lustrous.
Jiang Tan hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
But at this moment, as she looked at Zhou Yinghuai before her, it was as if she could see him attentively designing and carefully carving it, bit by bit.
The drizzle fell like threads, seeping in from the edge of the umbrella.
Jiang Tan blinked, holding back the moisture welling up in her eyes, she gave Zhou Yinghuai a smile, "This... you're really giving it to me?"
Zhou Yinghuai set the umbrella aside, the rain was fine, falling lightly, lightly upon the body, more like a thin layer of gossamer.
