t love. She held onto that pen fo

ble to

n this

would not cross her mind. But once she recognized someone, even if that person was just a contact in her

ust a littl

past love, or it could be

s act she had done as a student, which

he was just

her class without exception, quiet and reserved, without any friends. A

obbies; reading and playing the

s meet. Her mother ran a small shop, with not much income, and the pressure of life was so great that her mother's mental state was affected

dn't control her emotions, so she never let her mother get angr

ompetition was held as scheduled, and to ease the burden on her mother, Thang Chi submitted h

uld also be exchange activities through letters. Although Thang Chi left

h grade that Thang Chi opened her mailbox and f

read her novel and liked it very much, but had many parts she didn't unders

ent-mindedness, Tan Hoai had read the most annoying complaint story Thang Chi

and after practicing, she would exchange letters with Tan Hoai. Sometimes Tan Hoai would wait for her, during

sometimes unable to write by hand, typing each

and had unique insights into many things. Exchanging wi

re to find competitions to earn money or who was watchin

r Thang Chi's contact information. Thang Chi only had an old pho

almost losing her composure. Tan Hoai called her at dawn, and although her hands were freezing and re

n Hoai confide

both sky and earth white. Thang Chi held her phone, her hands cold to the point of turning red, but s

snowfall, she carried her school bag walking in the u

would surely

like

e moment Tan Hoai said "like." She wasn't resistant to any kind of intoxicating love, she just

wer

ns were always internal and shy, so s

atter when, no matter if Thang Chi answered or not, Ta

a bit cold this morning, but th

eally tough; I still couldn't finish class and we

g for the bus, and the result was the school bus passing by my shoulder on

finished reading your new story;

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