Chi Chu received a letter in a foam box, on kraft paper. Each letter had her name written on it, in elegant handwriting, with a small word "receive" in brackets.
Hidden at the bottom of the foam box was an expired funeral invitation.
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The letters are full of imagination and are filled with strange stories.
That night, Chi Chu entered the story he read during the day.
The writer of the letter held a machete in his hand and looked at her with surprise: "Chi Chu! You, you came to my dream too!"
Chi Chu:......
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—— Forced by some emotions that I can't put into words, I started to write to you.
In her sophomore year of high school, a girl in dark blue school uniform sat at the desk with her eyes half-downcast, her handwriting elegant, and her black thin-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, making her look unreasonably delicate.
"It's a pity that I didn't dare to approach you before."
Intention: Always be grateful and hopeful, use courage as a sharp blade to tear through all the bad haze.