The girl was startled by my sudden appearance. Patting her chest to calm herself, she then turned to look at me with a baffled expression.

  “Who are you?” she muttered, blushing as she reached for the envelope I had taken from her.

  I dodged her hand and asked stubbornly, “Tell me! What is this?”


  “Why should I tell you! This is mine. Give it back!”


  She reached out and tried to snatch it from me.

  I hid the envelope behind my back and practically glared at her with hostility.

  “This is a love letter, right?”


  A trace of embarrassment appeared on her face as she was exposed. She gave me an awkward look before asking in a displeased tone, “Who are you?! Why are you bothering me?”


  “I don’t care who you are, and you don’t have to care who I am! In the future, don’t send such things!”


  Having said those words, I pinched the envelope and tore it into pieces!

  She stared at me, dumbfounded. I think the love letter must have taken a lot of effort, but it had turned into a pile of debris in my hands. It’s easy to imagine how angry she was, to the point that her eyes reddened.

  At this point, footsteps were heard coming from outside the door.

  Dongyu had returned with a few classmates. When I saw him, I was at a loss, feeling like I had been caught red-handed.

  Just then, I had acted completely on impulse. Having calmed down, I now felt that I had indeed gone overboard.

  But I couldn’t control my hands. I just felt like the letter should be torn to bits.

  When the girl saw Dongyu, her eyes reddened further before she quickly burst into tears, feeling aggrieved and helpless.

  Dongyu came over. He glanced at me and then at her with a confused expression.

  The boys behind him were equally confused.

  “What’s going on?”


  He asked with concern, his tone gentle.

  However, subconsciously, he positioned himself in front of me. I knew that he was protecting me.

  “Dongyu, who is she?”


  The girl pointed at me and complained, “For no reason, she tore up something that I wanted to give to you!”


  Dongyu frowned and looked back at me. “Xiachun, why are you causing trouble again?”


  “Brother—”


  I whispered, “I don’t like other girls giving you love letters! Didn’t Mom say that you’re not to date?”


  Dongyu was stunned for a few seconds. He was an intelligent boy, so he immediately realized what had happened.

  Then I saw him bending over. He picked up a few bits of paper from the floor, and put them together with a resigned look on his face.

  He glanced up at the girl. “A love letter?”


  The girl blushed and looked uneasy, but she nodded nevertheless. “…uh huh.”


  “The box of chocolates from before was from you too?” Dongyu asked again.

  Upon hearing his question, she mustered her courage and said, “Dongyu, I… I like…”


  As though he knew what she was about to say, he interjected and said in a quiet voice, “Don’t give me these things in the future.”


  As he spoke, he took out a box of chocolates.

  The weather was hot and the chocolate had melted.

  I hadn’t noticed him bringing them home. So it turned out they had been sitting in the drawer of his school desk.

  “I keep forgetting to deal with this box of chocolates. Here, I’m returning it to you.”


  I saw the girl’s face turning red from embarrassment. Her eyes were misty, as if she’d burst into tears any moment.