There are also a few small iron tongs next to it.
She frowned slightly and was about to speak when she saw Huo Yan holding an umbrella in one hand and an iron hook in the other, digging something out.
Her heartbeat suddenly quickened.
That is...
Huo Yan looked down at the jade box in his hand. It was obvious that this was Yuan Zhao's thing.
He didn't open it, but walked towards Yuan Zhao with the jade box.
"Did you bury this?" Huo Yan sat down next to her.
Yuan Zhao nodded and wanted to take the jade box, but the other party refused to let go.
"Give it to me." Yuan Zhao stared at him.
"When was it buried?" He kept the strength in his hands.
Yuan Zhao paused and replied, "It's been many years. I've forgotten everything."
"Is it important to you?" Huo Yan stared at her with his dark eyes, wanting to know what was inside but also afraid to know.
Yuan Zhao bit her lip, her knee still hurting. She wanted to deny it, but when she saw the look in the other person's eyes, she couldn't help but nod and admit, "It's important."
Huo Yan suddenly loosened his grip, and Yuan Zhao lost his focus. The jade box fell to the ground with a "bang", and everything inside spilled out.
There were piles of letter papers, one of which floated to Huo Yan's feet. He bent down slightly and picked up the paper.
The letter paper was well preserved, and Huo Yan opened one.
The paper is yellowed and the handwriting is very bold.
What is written above are all old stories.
These are all things Huo Yan is familiar with.
Yuan Zhao sighed slightly in her heart. She picked up the rest and slowly opened one of them.
She hasn't read these letters for more than ten years.
Every letter has the same beginning and ending.
Showa era
…
I wish you good health from afar, don’t worry, and look forward to your return.
Written by A Yan himself.
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