Unfriendliness to death (1)

This letter was given to her by Chen Jing in private last time. Although she had brought it back, she had never opened it. She had sealed it in the drawer, as if Lu Heyun had been hidden in the darkest place in her heart, never to see the light of day.

She sat in front of the dressing table for a long time, looking at the familiar handwriting on the envelope, hesitating if she should read the letter.

In the end, she took the envelope and sat down on the soft cushion by the bay window. She tore open the seal and took out two folded pink letters.

Zhizhi:

Zhan Xinjia, when you read this letter, I think I'm no longer in this world. You don't have to worry anymore. Every time you see me and think of those unhappy things, you don't have to worry anymore. I'll haunt you like a ghost. Your sugar is my arsenic.