Guo Zijing faced the statue, clasped his hands and closed his eyes. The moonlight came in from outside the temple and hit him. Guo Zijing was wearing the clothes of a work supervisor during the day, which were indispensable for the mud and dirt, but seemed to glow in the moonlight. The lowered eyebrows were a bit calmer than the clay statue of the immortal. Cheng Yun couldn't help but be stunned.
Guo Zijing muttered something silently, opened his eyes, took something out of his arms and stuffed it into Cheng Yun's hand.
Cheng Yun lifted it up and looked at the moon. It was a translucent jasper with a red string on it.
"What is this?"
"This is my mother's jade. She used to carry it with her. When she left, I took it off and took it with me. Now, I'll give it to you."
"Give it to me? What is this?"
"It's... Settled." Guo Zijing looked at him: "Are... Are you willing?"
Concept: Life is impermanent, only love is eternal
