"Love letter...? How did you find out?"
Chu Mo's eyes widened slightly, revealing a hint of surprise in their depths.
In middle school, he had indeed written a love letter to Qian Bingxue, but he was too naïve at the time and didn't dare to confess his feelings, ultimately sending the literary-flavored love letter to a magazine publisher instead of to her. Unexpectedly, the piece got published, and Chu Mo received his first ever payment for his writing.
Strictly speaking, it was because of that love letter that Chu Mo's writing journey began. Back then, he fantasized that if his desk mate, the girl he liked, would discover the article one day, she might realize it was his confession to her.
Due to his personality, Chu Mo never showed the published article to his desk mate. He had always thought she knew nothing about it, but now, as Qian Bingxue suddenly brought it up, a wave of emotions stirred within him. His eyes widened in disbelief.
