Zhou Jing'an was a little confused. He didn't know why Jiang Ling felt this way about him.
Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Ling used to chase after him all the time, but he ignored her. Later, she became much quieter and invited him to give gifts privately, but he refused every time.
Zhou Jing'an frowned. His cold and ruthless rejection really seemed like he hated her.
Jiang Ling continued to act, feeling aggrieved yet determined, she said, "I write almost every day... Every article, every word, is about him..."
What to write?
Zhou Jingan paused. Red paper?
He suddenly felt a little awkward, his breathing became a little disordered, and his face felt a little hot.
[Ding~ The male protagonist's favorability value increased by two points, and the current favorability value is 34.]
Jiang Ling listened to the system's announcement, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he slammed the wooden box shut, choking with sobs, "Today I will say goodbye to him... to him. These letters are probably useless and will never see the light of day..."
She sniffed. "Keeping them here will only make me sad and troubled. I...I'll just throw them all into the Sunshine and Rain River and let them disappear in the current."
As she spoke, she picked him up with all her strength, shook her body and threw him forward suddenly.
Zhou Jing'an was startled, then looked up and saw Jiang Ling leaning half of her body out. The wooden box in her hand also drew a graceful arc as she moved forward, and fell into the river with a "plop".
Jiang Ling completed the task, feeling relaxed, and leaned against the railing, still muttering to herself: "Ling'er won't bother you anymore..."
Then he slowly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became even, and he seemed to fall asleep.
Zhou Jing'an was startled and quickly walked to the bow of the boat. He leaned on the railing and looked into the water. He could only see layers of rippling waves. The wooden box had already sunk into the water.
He panicked and looked at the gradually calming water. Finally, he came to his senses and called Ye Song.
"Yesong, find a way to fish it out."
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① Letters expressing love between men and women in ancient times have been beautifully called red paper, scented paper, flower paper, colored paper, letter paper, fish letter, etc. in poems and lyrics of all dynasties.
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