Lin Zhi spent 70 yuan to find a ghostwriter to help her chase the boy in the next class.
The love letter was returned the same day it was sent. Xu Chao handed the letter to her with a subtle expression: "This answer... Seems to be yourself?"
She froze on the spot and took the letter in disbelief.
What was written? She didn't know either - she stuffed it into Xu Chao's drawer without looking carefully.
She worked all night...
Xu Chao was really right.
She found the ghostwriter and slapped the letter in front of him: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Yan raised his eyes.
A year ago, he sat behind her in the math competition exam room. She chewed on the cap of her pen for a long time while solving the axis questions, and fell asleep on the table after handing in the paper. He looked at her for a long time and remembered her name until now.
He took over her commission, took 70 yuan, and wrote a love letter to another boy for her.
Then he hid her name in the letter.
"I thought you wouldn't find out," he said.
