The three of them wrote many letters, Su Ming'an briefly flipped through them.
Su Mianbao wrote the most, with over a thousand letters. "Is Father God's mood good today?" "I've learned to make silverfish steamed egg" "I think long hair suits Father God" These little things were all written in the letters, with passionate longing filling between the lines.
To save time, Su Ming'an quickly flipped to the last letter to check the recent situation of the small world.
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[To my beloved Father God:]
[Genesis year 121, sunny, mood joyful]
[Father God, I have a premonition that you are about to return.]
[I miss you very, very much.]
[Considering you don't have much time to read letters, at the beginning of each letter, I will write the development situation of the past century:]
