So, she tossed the rule about not peeking into others' privacy far behind her mind and began reading the short letter: "My wife, reading this letter is like seeing me. My blindness has lasted for five years. I met a child whose innocent words suggested that a little blow on my eyes would restore my sight. For some reason, I bizarrely had Li Yan arrange a surgery..."
Reading up to this point, Xiao Qing felt a bit gloomy. What kind of weird letter was this! She couldn't quite grasp the profound content of the letter, but she did realize it was written by a man to his wife.
She was subtly moved. People still handwrite letters to their wives in this day and age!
Why couldn't she meet such a romantic man?
The hand that was about to stuff the letter back paused; she brought it back in front of her eyes. Having read half of it, it somehow felt uncomfortable not to finish it. So, she continued reading, and thankfully, she could understand the rest.
