The boy noticed the letter she was about to stuff into her bag, "So you wrote those three letters, huh? Not bad writing at all."
Those three letters really never reached Huang Puyang!
"I read them, but, you know, I'm not Huang Puyang, I'm Lin Zhong," the boy continued, "If they were meant for me, I'd be a little sad that you got the name wrong... you know? If they weren't for me, my apologies, but since I found them in my bag, the intended recipient never had a chance to read them..."
"I'm sorry." She was truly mortified. Without waiting for him to finish, she dashed out of the basketball court, seemingly bumping into someone on the way, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Did God only open the door for her but not pave the way? Thinking of that scene just now, she really wanted to find a hole to crawl into. How could you be so muddle-headed, Nangong Yang, you even mixed up Huang Puyang's bag!
Take a deep breath! Adjust your breathing...
