After the letter was opened, a line of delicate pen calligraphy jumped out, saying never leave and always accompany you. It was clearly a romantic promise between lovers, but it made Shen Liang go crazy. His facial muscles trembled strangely and he turned his head. I even crawled to find the matchbox, lit a fire, threw the letter in, and burned the Chinese textbook as well.
The firelight reflected in Shen Liang's eyes and his face, amplifying his nervousness countless times, showing a gloomy state. He stared at the burning letter paper and textbooks on the ground.
"Since you like me very much, then I can do whatever I want to you, right?"
Shen Liang's expression was complicated, including fear, uneasiness, vigilance, and madness. His facial features were distorted, and his voice was gentle, like a lover's whisper, "Go where you should go, don't come to me again, just go away."
The flames on the textbooks and stationery were spreading, roaring and roaring silently.
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