First update,
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"The birthday gift..."
Qin Fang looked at the small box in his mother's hands, his face showing considerable confusion. It seemed that in his teenage years, he had never seen this item before, just like that set of jewelry that was treated as a family heirloom.
However, mother and son knew each other the best. Since his mother, Qin Qing, had brought it out, Qin Fang knew he had to accept it.
He took the small box into his hands and sneakily opened it for a quick look.
"Mom, this is..."
Inside the box, which had an antique design and seemed to be quite old, there was a layer of golden-yellow silk cloth. In the middle of the cloth lay— a bullet.
Indeed, the box did not contain the jade or gemstones Qin Fang had imagined, but a bullet, one that also appeared to be very old. Qin Fang could even see the mottled rust on it.
"Don't ask too much about this. Just remember to present it as a birthday gift when the time comes..."
