On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chen Qian held the small cube in one hand and pinched the end of the tightly tied hemp rope with the other hand. He suddenly felt a little nervous.

He glanced at Chi Mu hesitantly for several times, but ultimately couldn't make up his mind to open it. "How about... you open it for me?"

Chi Mu narrowed his eyes and looked over, his expression serious, "Do your own thing."

“…” Chen Qian moved his lips a few times, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and finally said nothing.

The knot in the center of the hemp rope was pulled by fingers and slowly untied.

The hemp rope took shape over time, with the sections surrounding the corners of the block forming an angle that couldn't be straightened, and the knots were tangled and scattered in the palm of the hand.

The tightly wrapped kraft paper still had wrinkles from the hemp rope wrapped around it. The wrinkles were different from the ones next to it, being whiter in color, with clear edges, indicating that the hemp rope had been there for a long time.

Chen Qian lifted the top layer of kraft paper and carefully pushed it aside. His hands trembled slightly, causing his heart to be in great turmoil.

After peeling off the kraft paper, the object in the middle was completely exposed. It was a square wooden box with rounded corners that was polished very smoothly.

"Although the ring was ordered by the master, this box was carved by me in the workshop." Just as Chen Qian was staring at the box in a daze, Chi Mu said to him, "This is the fifth one I made."

Chen Qian stroked the surface of the wooden box, feeling the delicate texture after repeated polishing, and replied, "The fifth one? Is that considered talented or dull?"

"I don't know. My teacher didn't tell me." Chi Mu chuckled, raised his hand to Chen Qian's, and helped him hold the lid of the wooden box. "Next time we go together, we'll find out."

After that, the two of them worked together to open the lid of the box, and the beige velvet padding at the bottom of the box gradually appeared.

In the center of the velvet cloth stood a black ceramic ring, with an irregular crack at the top, which was filled with red gems that gushed out like magma.

The ring is a very restrained style, but its material and color are extremely special, making it unforgettable once you see it.

Chi Mu picked up the ring, and the light from the living room flashed on the gem, dazzling Chen Qian's eyes.

"Do you like it?" Chi Mu asked.

Chen Qian's mood at this moment was so indescribable that he lost most of his ability to speak. He opened his mouth for a long time and finally uttered a dull "hmm".

"Well, will you let me put it on for you?"

Chen Qian put his fist to the tip of his nose and took several deep breaths. His eyes flickered on Chi Mu's serious face and the light of the red gem. Then he lowered his head and his gaze drifted to the foot of the coffee table, twisting the wool of the scarf in his hands.

Chi Mu looked at the person in front of him who was silent for a long time, but was never idle for a moment, making small movements one after another. He did not feel anxious, but instead felt inexplicably cute.

His eyes were so moist that they seemed to be dripping with water, and he waited quietly for Chen Qian to throw out the answer that they both had already tacitly understood.

Just like that, after a long time of you looking at me and me looking at the floor, ceiling, coffee table, wall, cabinet beside the wall... Chen Qian finally had a new reaction.

He first tilted his head and looked at Chi Mu twisting his fingers for a while, then turned his head away, silently raised his right hand, and pointed it towards Chi Mu.

Chi Mu laughed dumbly and reminded him, "The other hand."

Chen Qian silently changed his hands as if nothing had happened, not noticing that a faint blush had quietly appeared on the tip of his ear.

The dark ring was pushed across the well-proportioned and slender fingers. The coolness penetrated along the skin, causing a tremor from the bones and flesh, and finally stopped at the intersection of the palm and knuckles.