She searched the entire desk drawer but couldn’t find the shadow of the love letter.
At this mont, the school’s broadcast, which played every day at five o’clock on the dot, sounded as usual, and the broadcast mber’s clear voice reached every corner.
"Good afternoon, students. Scenic Hill’s broadcast accompanies you at five every day to wrap up a joyful school day."
"Today’s broadcast will read out an unfinished love letter for everyone. As for why it’s an unfinished love letter, it’s because it doesn’t have a signature naming the person who wrote it. Soone found this love letter and handed it to the broadcast team, hoping we could help find the owner."
Ariel Morris had a bad premonition in her heart.
An unfinished love letter, unsigned...
The one she wrote to Arlo Seys was just like this, could the love letter at the broadcast booth be...
"Before eting you, I never believed in love at first sight. But the surprises in life brought to et you."
"That one glance beca the final mont. Just because of that look back, my world gained an additional concern."
The broadcast voice carried deep affection, echoing through every corner of Scenic Hill.
Ariel stood in the classroom, her fingers dug deeply into her palm.
This unfinished love letter was written by her to Arlo Seys. How did it end up being delivered to the broadcast office, making it known to everyone?
"Love at first sight lifelong mistake, maybe you don’t believe it, but this is my truest words. You’re not , unable to understand the amazent that your glance back brought ."
"I don’t ask for much, just want to leave a hint of shadow in your youthful days. When soday you recall your young age, rembering that there was soone like who adored you would be enough."
Arlo Seys was quietly perusing books in the library when he unexpectedly heard the contents of the love letter from the school broadcast, a hint of surprise crossed his eyes.
This love letter...
In Arlo Seys’ mind, Ariel Morris’ pure face instantly flashed.
Was it written by her?
...
The broadcast director read out the letter’s content word for word, clearly and unmistakably, leading all teachers and students in Scenic Hill to discuss the owner of this love letter fervently.
Ariel grabbed her backpack and dashed out of the classroom.
She searched the entire campus, including Arlo Seys’ classroom, but couldn’t find Arlo. Ariel beca increasingly anxious as she sped towards the broadcast room.
Just as Ariel rushed into the broadcast room, she saw Arlo Seys wearing a white shirt coming out from the broadcast room.
She looked at Arlo, bit her lip, and her voice carried a hint of hoarseness, "Arlo Seys."
Arlo looked at her, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and he silently put the item in his hand into his pocket. Then he said blandly, "Why are you here?"
Ariel’s throat tightened, and she lightly lowered her eyes, "Broadcast... did you hear it?"
Arlo responded with a soft "Mm."
Ariel’s fingers tightly gripped the corner of her clothes, her mood extrely tense, her voice unnaturally taut, "That love letter..."
Arlo looked at Ariel, directly interrupted her, "Soone has claid that love letter."
Ariel instantly raised her eyes, asking incredulously, "You... what did you say?"
How could the love letter she wrote be claid by soone else?
Arlo looked at her calmly and asked, "Why did you co to the broadcast room? Did you write the love letter?"
A blush imdiately climbed onto Ariel’s cheeks, her eyes darted awkwardly to the sides, not daring to et Arlo’s gaze directly. "How do you think the love letter is? Well, I was just asking, it’s not written by ."
Arlo’s lips curved with a hint of a smile, his voice calm and natural, "Mm, it’s okay."
"O... okay?" Ariel thought she misheard, raising her eyes to look at him in shock.
Shouldn’t he have said it was corny and tacky?
Is it still ti for her to claim she wrote it now?!
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