Third, your light isn't warm, but it's indestructible.
Finally, just before happiness's chips overwhelmed my passion for you, I was willing to go crazy for you—it wasn't a promise, it was just an explanation.
I hope you will appreciate this modest strength, even if it is of little use, let it slowly burn in your spiritual world, occasionally lighting up a microsecond of time.
If so, this is my greatest happiness at this moment.
Yours truly, Hua Qianqian, written on December 18, 2016.
Gu Jiuyue read it so carefully that tears even began to appear in her eyes.
Ding Yi and Huang Mengting sensed something was off and hurriedly asked, "What did Qianqian write? Wow, Yueyue baby, control yourself a bit, it's okay to be moved but no need to be too worked up—if it's too sentimental, I'll really cry…"
"I'm fine, but how could I not be moved?"
