Mu Anhan glanced at it; the writing was quite good, the storyline captivating, and the emotional depth was commendable.
She quickly finished reading and saw a line at the end.
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The person also printed an address, which was in her university campus.
Mu Anhan didn't know who this mysterious contributor was, but she still wanted to take a look.
She returned to her university campus, as she was graduating this term.
Everyone was entering their internship period, so whether they came to school or not didn't matter.
She found a long bench by the lake, where a tall boy was sitting.
He wore a white sweater and black casual pants, appearing to be around the same age as her.
Driven by intuition, she approached him.
He stood up, a gentle smile curved at his lips as if he were a prince out of a comic.
