"The little girl created her own words? Seriously?"
Zhan Chi looked at it for a few seconds and suddenly thought of something: "It seems so. I have seen a little girl write characters with the same strokes."
Zhan Yi and Gu Shuo didn't understand, but seeing that they were very sure, they looked at Dean Chen with some excitement: "What's going on?"
"These are indeed the simplified characters created by my young disciple. She taught me and even threatened to replace all fonts with these simplified characters." Dean Chen was also very shocked when he received the letter.
"What does it say?"
"Master Qi, wait."
"Wait? Was it really written by a little girl?"
Wait? Wait for what?
"It's not her handwriting, but the font is her font. I thought about it all night and felt there was a possibility." Dean Chen suppressed his inner excitement.
“What’s possible—?” Zhan Chi widened his eyes.
Qian Fanji's breathing was a little tense, and he didn't dare to breathe heavily.
Gu Shuo was also indescribably nervous. These words were unique to Ye Qianning. What did they mean? They meant...
"My little disciple may not be dead." Dean Chen expressed his guess.
When everyone heard this, a string in their brain suddenly tightened. They couldn't suppress the joy in their hearts, and their facial expressions were almost out of control and trembling.
"But...but the child's body..." Zhan Yi wanted to believe it, but they had seen the child's body with their own eyes. She was cold all over, not breathing, and had no heartbeat.
"I know, but I believe that this letter must have been given to me by my young disciple. She might have been seriously injured and unable to lift the pen, so she had to borrow someone else's hand." Dean Chen firmly believed it.
Because that was the handwriting of her little disciple, and no one in the world knew it anymore.
Qian Fanji stared at the rice paper for a long time and said, "Wait."
"Fan Ji, you believe it too?" Qian Fu was surprised.
"letter."
Thaksin, he would wait no matter how long it took, he believed that one day she would come back.
"I believe it too." Gu Shuo's eyes were red.
The younger generation all believed it. After all, Qianfu and Zhan Yi had experienced too much. Although they also hoped it was true, they had never seen anyone alive after being injured like that.
If children believe it, they are just deceiving themselves.
"Zhan Yi, Qian Fu, I know you may find it too bizarre, but who can tell the truth about things in this world? That child is not an ordinary person, and her fate should not be so short. I firmly believe that she will come back." Dean Chen had a hunch.
Zhan Yi and Qian Fu were both stunned when they heard this.
Not from the pond?
Their children are indeed different from ordinary children, perhaps...
Maybe there really are miracles in the world?
"I'll wait with everyone else." Qian Fu turned the Buddhist beads and prayed to God in his heart.
Zhan Yi also understood a little more: "Then we will wait no matter how long it takes."
"It's enough for us to know about this matter. The people you sent out to search need to continue searching and make sure no one can see anything." Dean Chen warned.
"Don't worry, Dean, we all understand." Zhan Yi said.
The little girl is dead in their place forever. Even if the child comes back in the future, she will have a new identity...
Whatever princess, just go with the wind.
Qian Fanji, Gu Shuo, Zhan Chi and others came out of the room. Luo Wen, Du Yi, Ying Ge, as well as Du Ying and Luo Xuan who had hurried back after hearing the news surrounded them.
"Minister Qian, is what the dean just said true?" Luo Wen's voice trembled.
"If you believe it, it is real; if you don't believe it, it is nothing." Qian Fan Ji said.
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