A Familiar Handwriting
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Nianzhi stared blankly at the box of transcripts and letters, tears suddenly streaming down her face.
Covering her face, she sat on the couch and began to sob.
Huo Shaoheng didn't say anything. He sat beside her while pulling her into his arms and allowing her to cry in his embrace.
His arms were as warm and solid as ever, like the sunshine. Like she had just stepped out into a scorching sunny day, the excitement was enough to warm snow and ice.
Gu Nianzhi felt very safe, so she cried her heart out in his embrace…
Huo Shaoheng didn't stop her from crying, nor did he begin to look through the contents of the box.
He merely patted Gu Nianzhi's back as he looked at the box. His brows were furrowed and his eyes seemed to be enshrouded in mist, so all the intense turmoil inside was hidden in the fog, making his emotions completely unreadable.
Gu Nianzhi cried for some time and finally felt a bit better.