Not only was the handwriting good, but the penmanship with the fountain pen was also very beautiful.
If truly ignored, it would be such a pity.
In the afternoon, Luo Fan left and gave Gu Qiaoqiao two phone numbers, hoping they could keep in touch.
After sending Luo Fan off, Gu Qiaoqiao returned home to find Lian Yuhong sorting thick cotton clothes for winter on the kang.
Gu Qiaoqiao went to the carving room; she wanted to carve an amulet out of a wolf's fang for Qin Yize.
She felt that perhaps only the wolf's fang amulet was fitting for Qin Yize's character.
She planned to carve a Divine Eagle with spread wings on it.
She believed Qin Yize would like it.
But that person was like a puff of wind; since that phone call that day, he had disappeared again.
Gu Qiaoqiao laughed it off unconcernedly and bent down to start carving.
Time flowed like water, and soon it was Friday.
It was already four in the afternoon, and Gu Qiaoqiao was still carving that wolf's fang.