"Sir, come here." Gu Nian'an walked up to Fu Xiuyuan.
Seeing the man's puzzled expression, he immediately pulled him over to the table and pointed at the package on it, gesturing for him to open it.
Fu Xiuyuan raised an eyebrow and asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Gu Nian'an looked grave as he motioned for the man to open it.
Fu Xiuyuan said nothing more and carefully unwrapped the package.
But when the package was opened and its contents came into view, his expression abruptly changed.
His hands were all but trembling as he took out the blue-green jade safety pendant inside.
Gu Nian'an noticed it too. The material was almost identical to that of the thumb ring the man wore.
Fu Xiuyuan seemed to have noticed this as well, as though he had realized something.
His voice grew a little strained. "Where did you get this?"
Gu Nian'an pressed his lips together slightly, but still told the man what had happened that day.
When he learned that Shang Muxue had sent these things over, Fu Xiuyuan's expression became even more complicated.
In the end, however, he said nothing and continued unpacking the package.
The package was full of photographs, and Fu Xiuyuan looked through them.
There were photographs of family gatherings, of himself as a child, and of faces he had already forgotten. Each photograph was a fragment of a memory.
And his mother...
Looking at the woman in the photograph, holding him in her arms with her face full of tenderness and happiness, Fu Xiuyuan reached out to touch it, his hand trembling.
He gently stroked his mother's face in the photograph.
It was a smile he had not seen in years. That happiness and warmth seemed to reach him through the photograph.
It had been so,