The girl carefully pulled out a pink envelope from her bag and said, "So, could you please help me deliver this letter to Jiang Lang?"
The envelope was beautifully decorated with a ribbon tied in a bow and had been sprayed with perfume.
Song Qiuqiu stared at the pink envelope, inhaled the scent wafting from the letter, and spoke with some disbelief, "Uh, this wouldn't happen to be... a love letter, would it? You like Jiang Er... Jiang Lang?"
Blushing at the question, the girl shyly nodded, "Yes... yes, that's right... Could I ask you to hand it over to him for me, senior?"
Song Qiuqiu's face was the picture of utter heartbreak. She couldn't believe such a pretty girl was blinded!
"Well... why don't you give it to him yourself?" asked Song Qiuqiu.
Looking dejected, the girl said, "Actually, I was planning to do it myself, but I waited outside the boys' dormitory until very late yesterday and didn't catch him..."
Song Qiuqiu: "..."
