The Next Letter

On the day she transferred schools, Lin Zhihe was walking down an alley when a boy accidentally bumped into her. They had thought they would never have anything to do with each other, but from then on, their relationship began to change. “So you’re the transfer student from the class next door.” The boy smiled brightly. It was the first smile she had received at her new school, and it belonged only to her. “You’re really impressive, you know,” Xie Wanci always said. But he had no idea how hard she had worked just so he would notice her. “Sometimes, don’t push yourself so hard. It’s exhausting.” It was the first time Lin Zhihe had heard such concern, but she could only pretend to be strong. She had no one but herself.