"A love letter?"
Chen Yuan scrambled up from the sofa. He completely lost interest in watching the Gala, even though it had only just finished the opening ceremony. He instantly perked up.
Chen Yuan was no stranger to love letters. He'd received a great many of them.
Back in middle school, girls experiencing their first crushes would often write love letters and ask his friends or female classmates to pass them to him. Sometimes, he'd come back from the restroom to find a few classmates huddled around his desk,
staring blankly at a pink envelope.
Girls develop earlier than boys in many ways, especially when it comes to feelings. Back then, Chen Yuan had no idea what being in a relationship was all about, so naturally, he paid no mind to those childish love letters.
