He stretched out his hand and gently stroked them, one was a necklace he had gifted her on her 14th birthday, and the earrings were what he had gifted her on her 16th birthday and 18th birthday respectively.
He held them tightly in his palm while gazing at them, "Mr, where did you find these things? Was there anything else besides this?" He inquired nervously, his voice hoarse and lumped up.
"No Mr. Only those were found at that scene and nothing else." The service man politely responded.
Zhao Bao's eyes roamed around the place aimlessly as he wobbled out of the station office and got into his car, "how could we find this here and you are not here? How is this even possible?"
"How could this be possible? Zhao Ting, how's this even possible?"
"How could this be! Zhao Ting where exactly are you?" Sadness devastated him as his eyes teared up, and he held the things tightly.