[Short article, the story of a girl from the philosophy department studying abroad in Heidelberg, Germany. The prototype made Sanbao think of "Love Letter", a young and sweet secret love story, so this article came up]
Today I met Xiao Ai again in the philosophy department library.
Oh—actually, his name is Allen. He has flaxen curly hair, a delicate and straight nose, and elegant gold frames.
Xiao Ai always appears in the system on time, on Wednesday afternoons, and on Thursday and Friday evenings.
He loved the Phaedo, the Symposium, and the Republic, and I think he was a true Platonist, like me.
I really wanted to get to know Xiao Ai, but I didn't have the courage to walk up to him—even though he was the most gentlemanly boy I'd ever seen in Heidelberg.
So I spent a day writing a letter, another day hesitating, and two days later, I finally clicked Send.
Intention: I really want to get to know you, Xiao Ai, but I'm afraid you don't want to get to know me