Familiarly, she groped in the dark and opened the old, slim iron wardrobe in the corner. The rust-corroded hinges made a dull rattling sound.
Suddenly, she realized that the hand holding the cabinet door seemed to be touching a cold piece of thin paper. Chen Yu groped slowly with her hand, and found that there was actually a piece of paper. She pulled it back and forth, making a swishing sound.
When she turned on the light, a strong sense of light spread instantly, making her eyes hurt. She immediately half-covered her eyes and looked at the cabinet door, and found that it was a white note, crookedly attached to the cabinet door handle.
If Chen Yu's consciousness hadn't been quite clear in the darkness, and if he hadn't happened to pay attention, he might have missed the note waiting here.
Chen Yu took it off lightly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked carefully. On it was a sentence written lightly in English with a gray pencil, "I love this city, because you are here."
After looking at her for a long time, she stood there like a wooden figure, with a faint smile on her face.
Concept: Perhaps the emotions between people sometimes transcend gender.