"Then why is she crying so hard?"
Gong Fan shook his head with an indifferent expression. Little Yichen felt helpless, even though he sympathized with Qing'er. Still, he didn't know where to begin to comfort a crying girl.
For the entire day, Qing'er was in a daze and looked listless. Gong Fan went about his own business. However, in the afternoon, something happened.
"Look! A love letter written by Qing'er! Let me see who it's for!" During the lunch break, a mischievous boy had gotten hold of a notebook from Qing'er's desk and discovered a few pages of a love letter that she had written in it. Hence, he took the opportunity to publicize it when Qing'er was not in the classroom.
The boy took a look at it and showed it to the crowd. "Wow, so it's addressed to Youyou! Let me recite it with feelings to you!"
Hence, the boy read out the content of the love letter to everyone.
"You know, Youyou, I've liked you since the first moment I saw you…"
