Qiao Nian kept the heart-shaped note and went upstairs.
She unfolded along the creases pressed down in a childlike manner.
A huge heart was drawn on the pink paper sheet.
The child's kiddy handwriting was strewn across the sheet. It said: [Uncle Jiang Li, Uncle Gu San, and Uncle love Sister the most. Sister, don't listen to what all the bad guys are saying. Listen to me and Uncle, we're with you every day and know the real you best. Uncle and I think that Sister is the prettiest and cutest. You're the best, best person in the whole wide world! (* ̄3)(ε ̄*)]
The little one's wrist wasn't so strong yet, so the words he scribbled were almost like the scratch marks of a chicken's claw. But for some reason, Qiao Nian felt really warm.
She folded the letter back neatly into its original heart shape and then placed it carefully between the pages of her journal.
