Yiping took out the package from the old mailbox that had a lot of paint peeled off. There was a pink and green note on it, with four square words neatly written on it - Happy Birthday. Not signed or dated.
After studying abroad for so long, she had not read Chinese for a long time. The small blessing that suddenly appeared was like the thinnest needle, which suddenly pierced the bottom of her heart, causing a slight pain.
The homesickness overflowed and got out of control. Yiping couldn't think about which friend sent the gift, so he squatted down and hugged the package, sobbing loudly.
"Master, I really want to go home."
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