"I was just about to talk about the letter, I was about to read it, but somehow the dog jumped into the basin and splashed water all over me. After I changed my clothes, the letter got torn up, so I didn't know what you had written."
"Turns out that's what happened," Long Aixi said.
Indeed, some things had to be discussed face to face to be clear.
"So, you just casually replied to me with a letter to brush me off," Long Aixi didn't sound reproachful, but these past two years had been unbearable, which is why he couldn't help but ask.
"At that time..." Xia Dabao was at a loss for words and simply played dumb, "Did I do it casually? It doesn't seem casual, right? I did write it seriously, stroke by stroke; it was just a bit short on words."
