Frightened
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Jian, are you seeing things? Are you sure that this is a love letter? Why does it look like a will?" Although she said that, she already believed that this was a love letter and not a will.
That was why the color in her eyes was so bright.
Ye Jian replied firmly, "It's indeed a love letter. It's a rather strange love letter. It's not something ordinary people can write. Why? Don't you believe me? When have I ever lied to you?"
Ever since she knew Ye Jian, she had never lied to her.
An Jiaxin shook her head and put away the last bit of uneasiness in her heart. She took out her woolen gloves from the pocket of her down jacket and wiped the tears off her face boldly. She even complained, "I haven't cried in a long time. My tears are so salty that my face feels like it's covered in salt. It hurts. I'll go to your dormitory later to clean up.