I sorted out all Ai Zhong's letters, which were just a few thin pages. Ai Zhong preferred a light blue plaid letter paper with no patterns and a soft texture. Her words were separated one by one and neatly written with a 0.35 Fine pen. They seemed weak and boneless, but they were strong enough to penetrate the back of the paper. Just like her, she looks weak and affectionate, but is actually calm and self-possessed. My tears fell one drop at a time, and the handwriting was blurred, just like my mood at the moment, all thoughts were lost.