"Aning, I'm your brother."
"Brother?" The girl turned to glance at the man standing in the doorway behind her and, seeing him nod, withdrew her gaze.
"Brother..."
"Mm, I came to see you and brought a gift. Here, let me put it on for you."
Lin Yebai took something out of his pocket; it was a reddish-bronze color, and it was unclear what it was, but Ou Mucen could immediately sense an intense, ancient presence that had long been hidden within it.
Seeing it, the girl obediently nodded for him to put it on her.
Once on, the dark red cord and the reddish-bronze ancient artifact hung around the girl's neck, lying against her pale, delicate skin, and it somehow looked just right, as if it had been made specifically for her.
"Is it comfortable?"
After putting it on, he didn't ask if it was pretty, but rather if it was comfortable?
So Ou Mucen, standing to the side, witnessed the girl in the wheelchair nod again, "It's comfortable, cool. Brother, what is this?"
