"Xiao Mei, are those letters still with you?" Someone asked Xiao Mei.
"Yes, I've kept all the letters." Xiao Mei ran to her luggage, took out a tin box full of letters exchanged with 'Lu Feng'.
Fu Xiaoxiao took the letter and found the very first one, surprisingly from two years ago.
"This was when I came here for a performance two years ago and met Lu Feng. I wrote a letter to him, and he replied, expressing that he felt the same spark as I did. We started exchanging letters after that." Xiao Mei's mind went blank as she looked at Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's gaze towards Xiao Mei contained no emotion; to him, she was like a stranger. However, his eyes sparkled when he looked at Fu Xiaoxiao.
Fu Xiaoxiao finished reading the first letter and handed it to Lu Feng.
"It couldn't have been me. During that time, I was on a mission, injured, and came back unconscious for several days. It's impossible I wrote this." Lu Feng glanced at the date and returned the letter to Fu Xiaoxiao.
