My Girlfriend

Jun Shiyan nodded and smiled lovingly. "Okay."

Upon seeing the young lady's back disappear, he opened his palm. There was a heart-shaped folded piece of paper on it that had been folded very beautifully. When he opened it bit by bit, he saw the slightly ostentatious standard script on it. The words were strong and gentle, round and smooth. The handwriting was very pretty.

It did not look like it was a young lady's work. It was indescribably unrestrained and pleasing to the eye.

The hundreds of words of "Dear Gu Recital" had been written with one stroke. There was not even a trace of a smear in the middle. This was enough to show the young lady's talent, or perhaps it was her heartfelt happiness that had made her write it with such spirit.

Jun Shiyan's smile deepened as he looked at her. So this was how she felt in her heart. After looking at it over and over again, he said happily, "Xu Xi, prepare a pen and some paper."