Thinking of that letter, Lin Shiyue hesitated and asked, "You haven't read it yet, have you?"
"No, I was afraid of seeing melancholic farewell words from you, so I didn't dare to read it. Now that I've seen you, I want to see what you wrote," Ye Wutian replied with a smile.
Lin Shiyue blushed and quickly said, "No, you can't read it. Give me back the letter."
"Once you gave it to me, it became mine. Why would I give it back?" Ye Wutian said proudly.
"If you read it, I... I will ignore you," Lin Shiyue pouted.
"You seem so anxious, did you write something cheesy?" Ye Wutian asked with a wicked smile.
"No, anyway, you can't read it."
"But I want to read it."
"No, otherwise I will never speak to you again."
"Even if you ignore me, I still want to read it."
"Then I'll run away and hide far away so you can't find me."
"Promise me you won't leave again, and I won't read it."
Lin Shiyue nodded shyly and buried her face in Ye Wutian's chest...
