"What is this?" Rin frowned as she examined the small paper box.
Chen Xuan took the initiative to open it and removed the item inside. "This is called a Music Box. They're rare these days, so I'm giving it to you as a keepsake."
Rin paused slightly. "Music... Box?"
Chen Xuan twisted the knob, wound it up, and placed it on the table. A pleasant melody immediately drifted out of the box.
This was the gift he had chosen after much consideration—an item that carried a sense of the times while also highlighting a distinctive, niche style. The music it played was not the important part. What mattered were its materials and craftsmanship: a half-enclosed base made of pure gold paired with a rotating crystal prism, making its overall shape resemble an engine. The inner cover was made of diamond, transparent and full of fire. Through it, one could see rollers and gears polished from all kinds of gemstones—this was not some discarded toy found in the abandoned Jiangcheng, but a luxury item he had specially commissioned from the Northern Heaven Institute.
High-priced antiques did not become valuable because of time.
They were valuable from the moment they were created.
Even though Rin had never seen a Music Box before, she was still drawn to all those glittering things.
Sure enough, surprise flashed through her eyes. "Are you sure you want to give this to me?"
"Yeah. It'd be a shame to leave this thing in the shelter." Chen Xuan nodded.
"Thank you." Rin could not help showing her delight. "This is the first time anyone has given me a gift. People on the surface really are different."
You could not even be bothered to respond when others tried to talk to you. Who would dare give you anything? Chen