He didn't see the words that he was expecting. When he took a closer look, he realized that it was Zhuang Zhuang's handwriting.
After reading it carefully, Jiang Danhe's eyes welled up with tears. He didn't know that Zhuang Zhuang missed him so much. He really wanted to go back and spend time with them.
Jiang Danhe read the two letters carefully over and over again until he could recite them from memory. Then, he reluctantly put them back into the envelope. However, he suddenly realized that there was another letter inside. Something immediately crossed his mind. "There is more?"
Jiang Danhe took out the small piece of paper. It was no wonder that he didn't notice it at first. It was so small and was tucked in the corner of the envelope. If he hadn't looked closer, he would have missed it.
