White crystal and yellow crystal design bracelet

“The Guardian of Citrine”

Xia Yan received a citrine bracelet from her grandmother on her 25th birthday, with a note attached: “It can help you find true happiness.” Xia Yan didn’t care, just thought that this string of transparent yellow beads matched her skin color.

Since wearing this string of crystals, Xia Yan always met a photographer named Lu Yuan on important occasions. The first time was on a rainy day, he blocked the falling bookshelf for her in a cafe; the second time was at an exhibition, he supported her in time when she almost fell; the third time was late at night when he happened to pass by and sent her home while working overtime.

“Have we met somewhere before?” Xia Yan finally couldn’t help asking. Lu Yuan smiled and took out a yellowed photo from his wallet – the young grandmother stood in a sea of ​​flowers, and beside her was Grandpa Lu in military uniform, and both of them wore the same citrine bracelet on their wrists.

“Before he died, my grandfather told me to find the other half of this bracelet,” Lu Yuan stroked the bracelet gently, “He said this is a token of the wartime agreement, which can protect the reunion of true love.”

The crystal glowed warmly in the sun, as if the promise that had traveled through time and space had finally come true.