Ye Zhilu fell into a deep thought, remembering that she had asked her parents specifically at that time, if Rong He had left anything for her.

She still remembers her parents regretfully telling her that nothing was left behind, not even a word.

At that time, Ye Zhixu's heart fell heavily to the bottom and shattered into pieces.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhilu's wound that had healed in his heart twitched.

"To whom did you give your letter?" Ye Zhifu's voice was a little choked, and his dark eyes stared straight at Rong He.

Rong He replied lightly: "Wu Yangyang, I happened to meet her at that time, so I asked her to pass the letter to you." ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhilu sighed in his heart.

"Wu Yangyang didn't give me the letter at that time, and I lost contact with her for many years."

Rong He buried his head and rubbed Ye Zhifu's small nose.

"Those things are in the past, and I'm more focused on the results now."

Ye Zhiwei still felt a little regretful in his heart.

"But I'm curious to know what the content of your first letter to me was?"

Hearing this, there was a hint of embarrassment between his face and expression, as if he remembered the content of the letter back then.

Then, he immediately interrupted Ye Zhifu's thoughts.

"Nothing to look at."

"But I'm just curious, in the old days when love letters were prevalent, you always confiscated all the love letters written to me by male classmates, so I don't know how to write love letters until now."

"You finally wrote a love letter for me, but I didn't receive it by mistake, what a loss!"

The more Ye Zhiwei thought about it, the more unconvinced he felt.

"That's not a love letter."

"And what did you write?"

"It's just a simple contact information, otherwise what do you think?"

Ye Zhilu glanced at him complainingly, and muttered angrily.

"I'll just say, how can you put those sensational words in your mind except equations, let alone write love letters......"

Hearing this, a smile appeared in Rong He's dark eyes.

He looked at Ye Zhilu's cherry blossom-colored little lips, and couldn't help but lower his head and bit her lip, blocking all the words she was about to come out.

Ye Zhilu was pressed against the wall of the bathroom by him, and the cold coolness of the tiles came through the clothes, but a burst of fire burst out in his chest.

She hooked Ronghe's waist tightly, and wrapped her hands around his neck, for fear that she would slide down.

Let Rong and pry her lips and teeth open, feeling the tip of her tenacious tongue churning her own territory.

At this moment, Ye Zhiwei came up with something about Wu Yangyang in his mind.

Although I don't know why Wu Yangyang didn't hand over the letter to himself at that time.

But she firmly believed in her heart that Wu Yangyang must not have caused it on purpose.

Wu Yangyang was born in a high-ranking family, his father is the director of the Lin'an City Public Security Bureau, and he used to be Ye Zhifu's best friend, and he grew up with her since he was a child.

Because Wu Yangyang has been influenced by her family since she was a child, she was a child king who dominated one side when she was a child, and her personality is completely different from her gentle and beautiful appearance.

Her personality is very aggressive, her taste of the rivers and lakes is particularly strong, she does not drag her feet at all, she dares to love and hate, and she is a girl who lives very freely.

Since she was a child, she has been determined to be admitted to the Royal Military Academy of Saint-Cyr when she grows up, and she will do her best for the country and the people.

It was only later that her family fell into the middle of the road, and her father was imprisoned for corruption and bribery, and all the family's property was confiscated by the court.

One night, Wu Yangyang disappeared overnight and never contacted her again.

In his previous life, he also looked for Wu Yangyang for a long time, but he never found her.

Rong He noticed that Ye Zhiwei was not serious, and bit her lip with punishment.

Ye Zhiyu took a breath of cold air, put his hands on his chest, and leaned back busily.

"Who are you thinking?" Rong He asked coldly.