Tang Huai took the paper note, glancing at it nonchalantly.
Add punctuation marks, and it's just eight words: Tang Huai, until we meet again.
The strokes of the characters are quite stiff, but the writer seems to have done it on purpose, making the handwriting somewhat crooked and the strokes awkward.
At first glance, it looks like someone who doesn't write often, and also resembles the handwriting of a child just starting school.
The intentional act is too obvious, and from the writing, Tang Huai can roughly guess what kind of person the writer is.
Cautious, pretentious, and flirtatious.
Tang Huai held the note in her hand, her dazzling eyes bursting with a hint of cold light.
She lifted the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold yet inexplicable smile: "Until we meet again?"
Zhong Xing looked at her, feeling a slight chill in his heart due to her demeanor.
Tang Huai like this, it's chilling!
"Are you... okay?" Zhong Xing cautiously asked as he looked at her.
