Shen Ningning couldn't wait to open the letter.
Rows of bold, forceful script met her eyes.
Shen Ningning, when you read this, it is as if we are speaking face to face. I have arrived in Chongzhou. I didn't expect autumn hadn't fully set in here yet. The pink peach blossom on the envelope was the first flower I saw after entering the city, so I plucked it for you.
Once autumn arrived in the Capital City, the plants would typically wither and the flowers wilt.
Everywhere one looked, there were only golden, withered leaves and somber, heavy clouds.
To think that Chongzhou still held a trace of summer's brilliance, leaving behind a pink peach blossom like this.
Shen Ningning played with the peach blossom in her little hands, looking at it again and again with delight.
She couldn't resist bringing her little nose close for a sniff. "ACHOO!"
It was filled with a delicate fragrance.
The little one eagerly looked down at the letter again.
