"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you recently? You look much more haggard."
Good friend Zhang Rong asked worriedly.
"Nothing... nothing. I've just been feeling a little down lately, and it feels like nothing can cheer me up."
With a forced smile, Gong Xue shook her head and spoke perfunctorily.
Zhang Rong seemed to understand instantly, and immediately asked with a wink: "Xiaoxue! What are you doing... you can't get what you want, and you can't sleep without thinking about it!
What's wrong? Are you still thinking about that great poet and writer Haizi?"
After Zhang Rong revealed her secret, Gong Xue blushed, pouted, and sighed helplessly:
"What's the point of me thinking about him? I sent him a letter so long ago, but it seems to have fallen into the sea. There is no response at all."
Zhang Rong was immediately surprised and asked, "Is it the letter I helped you mail last time? That shouldn't be the case! If a man sees such a beautiful photo of you, it is impossible for him not to be moved and reply to the letter!
Could it be that Haizi didn't receive your letter, or that his reply had a problem and was lost?
Or... write another letter and send it over!"
"No! The last letter I wrote was embarrassing enough...humiliating enough.
Before I received Haizi’s reply, I... I really didn’t know how to write!
You see, the man had just been abandoned by his wife and divorced, but in my letter I wrote words like wishing them a loving marriage.
Oh! I am really stupid. Why did I write those words? It only made Haizi sad and annoyed!
Maybe... that's why he didn't reply to my letter..."
At this point, Gong Xue seemed to suddenly remember something, and immediately stared at Zhang Rong and said, "Wait! Rongrong, what did you just say? What photos? I didn't put any photos in the envelope! Why do you say that?"
"Huh? Did I mention photos? No, you must have heard me wrong."
Zhang Rong immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed her words to deny it.
"No! That's what you said. Rongrong, tell me...did you do anything to my letter?"
When Gong Xue saw Zhang Rong's guilty look, she immediately guessed what was going on.
"Hehe! Xiaoxue, I'm doing this for your own good!
Think about it, you just write a letter.
I guess all the letters Haizi received from the editorial department had to be packed in sacks.
How can I have the patience to read and reply to every email?
But it would be different if you add your beautiful photos.
As a man, how can you not love beautiful girls?
I added a photo to your email, which greatly increases the chances of Haizi writing back to you."
"But...but even if you added the photo, I still haven't received a reply from Haizi! Woo woo..."
Gong Xue did not blame Zhang Rong. She puffed up her cheeks, packed her things, and walked outside with Zhang Rong.
"Then there's nothing we can do. Maybe you two are just not meant to be together!
It could also be that your correspondence with Zhong Yuejin consumed this fate."
Zhang Rong was just trying to persuade her best friend Gong Xue to be more open-minded. Even if Haizi is gone, there are still thousands and thousands of male compatriots!
But at this moment, Uncle Qin, the concierge, saw Gong Xue and Zhang Rong approaching from afar, and immediately greeted Gong Xue with a letter:
"Xiao Gong! Xiao Gong! Your letter is from the Northeast..."
Upon hearing this, Gong Xue, who had originally looked gloomy, immediately jumped up with excitement!
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