In the small storage room.
It was pitch dark.
Cherline Lindsey walked in and turned on a lamp.
Then she took out the letter that had been warmed in her pocket.
She unfolded it.
By the light of the lamp.
Her bright pupils scanned over it, revealing only a brief message:
"Do you remember me?
I miss you.
Happy New Year."
Besides, there were no superfluous words.
Cherline Lindsey slightly furrowed her brow.
Who was this?
Was it... Xiu?
In her mind, it should have been him, but now she began to doubt...
Who exactly was playing this cruel joke?
"Sister Cherline, what are you doing in there?"
Edbert Walker was pounding vigorously on the door outside, "Come out quickly, I've brought you some tasty stuff from home!"
Cherline Lindsey did not respond to him.
She remained cool-faced.
She took out a lighter, flicked it on with a "click," lit the letter, and turned it into a pile of ashes that fell into the trash can.
