Tearing the Letter

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

“h.e.l.lo?” Her crisp voice reverberates through the phone . On the other end of the phone is a fl.u.s.tered An Chen Chuan . For someone who’s always been impish, he wants to make a serious impression on An Chuxia .

She doesn’t hear anything from the other side . She looks at the screen display . It says it’s in call .

Strange, she says to herself .  Why is there no sound? Is it a misdialed number? A prank call? She puts the phone back to her ear and repeats, “h.e.l.lo?”

Nothing but silence .

As she is about to hang up, she hears a voice .

“It’s me . ”

Two simple words prevent her from hanging up . She tilts her head and thinks . He sounds like An Chen Chuan . Strange, how does he know her cell phone number?

Wondering, she asks, “Is this… Chen Chuan?”

Han Qilu pauses his World of Warcraft game before resuming . He listens to her conversation with indifference . Chen Chuan is the name of a man…

Okay… There are no other words .

“What is it?” She smiles and asks . She recalls seeing An Chen Chuan look at her differently this afternoon . For that, she felt a bit sympathetic .

He pretends to be calm but his trembling voice gives him away . “I want to know… have you read the letter I gave you?”

Is he afraid of her? She chuckles . “I’ve not . I just got in the car . ”

“Okay, goodbye . ” Then, she hears a busy tone .

She hangs up, perplexed . Putting the phone aside, she pulls the envelope from her coat pocket . She tears the blue envelope with the light blue letterhead . It is simple, but elegant .

She starts reading .  An Chuxia, I…

“What are you doing?!” An Chuxia yells at Han Qilu as he grabs the letter from her hands . She has only read the saluations .

He scans at the note and reads: An Chuxia, I like you . If I take the general exam and score high, please contact me .

His handwriting is not the best, but he seems sincere in writing the note . However, it’s what’s between the lines that annoys him!

His mouth hooks but it isn’t a smile . He glances at an angry An Chuxia . The grin on his face increases . He tears the letter into pieces and throws it out of the window .

…like snowflakes scattering in the wind .

She is so angry she wants to reach out and strangle him . However, she hears Han Liuhai in the back of her head saying, “…as a child, he wanted to make friends . But again and again, his dream has been broken . Since then, he no longer believes in anybody, and his personality has become more volatile . ”

Definitely, his character changes a lot . She stares at Han Qilu, who remains mute, sitting back against his seat .

A tear escapes . Why is she crying? Is it because his game is so noisy?

Never again will she give in to her emotions while he’s in front of her . She takes a deep breath . She slowly lowers her eyelids, her long lashes hide her emotions .

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Translated by newbienoona.

Edited and proofread by anks.

“h.e.l.lo?” Her crisp voice reverberates through the phone . On the other end of the phone is a fl.u.s.tered An Chen Chuan . For someone who’s always been impish, he wants to make a serious impression on An Chuxia

She doesn’t hear anything from the other side . She looks at the screen display . It says it’s in call

Strange, she says to herself .  Why is there no sound? Is it a misdialed number? A prank call? She puts the phone back to her ear and repeats, “h.e.l.lo?”.

Nothing but silence

As she is about to hang up, she hears a voice

“It’s me . ”.

Two simple words prevent her from hanging up . She tilts her head and thinks . He sounds like An Chen Chuan . Strange, how does he know her cell phone number?.

Wondering, she asks, “Is this… Chen Chuan?”.

Han Qilu pauses his World of Warcraft game before resuming . He listens to her conversation with indifference . Chen Chuan is the name of a man….

Okay… There are no other words

“What is it?” She smiles and asks . She recalls seeing An Chen Chuan look at her differently this afternoon . For that, she felt a bit sympathetic

He pretends to be calm but his trembling voice gives him away . “I want to know… have you read the letter I gave you?”.

Is he afraid of her? She chuckles . “I’ve not . I just got in the car . ”.

“Okay, goodbye . ” Then, she hears a busy tone

She hangs up, perplexed . Putting the phone aside, she pulls the envelope from her coat pocket . She tears the blue envelope with the light blue letterhead . It is simple, but elegant

She starts reading .  An Chuxia, I….

“What are you doing?!” An Chuxia yells at Han Qilu as he grabs the letter from her hands . She has only read the saluations

He scans at the note and reads: An Chuxia, I like you . If I take the general exam and score high, please contact me

His handwriting is not the best, but he seems sincere in writing the note . However, it’s what’s between the lines that annoys him!.

His mouth hooks but it isn’t a smile . He glances at an angry An Chuxia . The grin on his face increases . He tears the letter into pieces and throws it out of the window

…like snowflakes scattering in the wind

She is so angry she wants to reach out and strangle him . However, she hears Han Liuhai in the back of her head saying, “…as a child, he wanted to make friends . But again and again, his dream has been broken . Since then, he no longer believes in anybody, and his personality has become more volatile . ”.

Definitely, his character changes a lot . She stares at Han Qilu, who remains mute, sitting back against his seat

A tear escapes . Why is she crying? Is it because his game is so noisy?.

Never again will she give in to her emotions while he’s in front of her . She takes a deep breath . She slowly lowers her eyelids, her long lashes hide her emotions