She recalled that after a physical education class in high school, she saw an unfamiliar font on the title page of a Chinese book. There were no unnecessary words, and it didn't look like a prank. Besides her name, there were two words on the title page: Wait for me. The signature word is "tree".
Very beautiful regular script with strong and powerful strokes.
Like a boy's name.
There was also a letter found on the desk, but there was only one line: Life is long, I will meet you, and I have been waiting for the clear sky where the cold wind passed by.
She didn't tell anyone about this, and it wasn't the first time she received such a confession letter. The previous letters had ugly handwriting, each with its own merit, but such beautiful handwriting was unique. They say words are like people. With such beautiful and unrestrained words, she was extremely interested in knowing who this person was.
But time flies so fast, she is almost in college, and she has almost forgotten that she has ever received such a hazy and charming love letter.
After meeting Zhong Jiashu, she couldn't help but think of the signature on the textbook's title page and the love letter, and some answers were about to come out.