It started to rain.
Luckily, they were not on a major road; there was more than one place in the park to take shelter from the rain.
The two found a pavilion nearby and sat down on the chairs inside after entering.
"Right, isn't the place mentioned in the letter here?"
Zhu Qingyue took out the love letter from her pocket and took a glance. Xu Xiangyang wanted to lean in to take a look, but the girl skillfully avoided him.
"You want to see it? I'm not going to show you."
Zhu Qingyue cheerfully shook the kraft paper in her hands.
"Why not?"
"Because it's a love letter written to me~ Why should I show it to another boy? You're not my whoever~"
Class President looked as sly as a little fox while laughing.
Xu Xiangyang pursed his lips and paid her no attention.