In the evening, Ren and Mrs. Ren were watching TV outside, while Yang Xi and Ren He snuggled up in their room. The heating had worked well that day, so each of them only needed to wear a T-shirt.
"Have you kept in touch with that Duan classmate afterward? Didn't you write a love letter to her back then?" Yang Xi looked into Ren He's eyes as she asked.
"Cut it out," Ren He knew this internet-addicted girl was getting jealous again, but he was honestly wronged. That love letter wasn't really delivered by him in the strictest sense; if he had crossed over just a week earlier, this would never have happened.
How should I put it? Perhaps a young man in the prime of his youth might really like such a girl because she is dazzling enough and always right.
