Fang Yuhuan drove back home.
He saw a courier in uniform at the door.
The residents in this area were either wealthy or noble, and this package was insured. The courier didn't dare to just leave it there and go, in case it was something valuable that could cost him a year's salary if something went wrong.
"Thank you." Fang Yuhuan glanced at it, confirming it was indeed addressed to him.
He gave the courier an extra tip, and the latter left happily.
Opening the door, Fang Yuhuan unusually didn't indulge in melancholy at first, but instead focused his attention on the package in his hands.
His heart was a little nervous, a mysterious anticipation lingering within.
Carefully using scissors to cut open the package, Fang Yuhuan stretched out his hands to slowly open the large cardboard box.
What was inside appeared to him.
Just one look, and Fang Yuhuan felt as if something glued his eyes shut.
The familiar little white bundle unexpectedly charged into his view.
