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I began to regret not asking him for his contact information, telling myself that perhaps he just needed some time to think, or that he was too busy today to reply. However, this comfort was soon overshadowed by the worries deep within me.
Standing at the traffic light on my way home, I suddenly realized that my thoughts were completely consumed by him. The indescribable sense of loss and anxiety surged like a tidal wave, uncontrollably flooding my heart. I tried to shift my attention to the surroundings, looking for ways to distract myself, but no matter how hard I tried, his figure and the content of that letter lingered in my mind.
I started to reflect on my actions and decisions, blaming myself for being impulsive and immature, feeling like a fool swayed by emotions.
The next day
Because of last night's letter incident, I couldn't sleep all night and felt extremely tired when I woke up in the morning. The heavy dark circles under my eyes highlighted my fatigue from lack of sleep as I groggily walked to my seat, mechanically preparing to put my backpack in the drawer.
However, just as I opened the drawer, a bright light caught my eye because there was a letter inside.
My heart jolted, and I instantly felt much more awake. Nervously and excitedly, I reached out to take the letter. A large "L" was written on the envelope's cover, causing my heart to race as I wondered who this letter was from.
I carefully opened the envelope and took out the letter inside. I stared at the handwriting on it, feeling both excited and anxious. Who could have sent this to me? Was it Shen Yulin? Or someone else? My mind was filled with speculation and anticipation; I couldn't wait to know what was in the letter.
I looked around and noticed that there weren't many classmates in the classroom yet; most of them had not arrived. Zhang Yun had just walked into the classroom, and her presence made me feel a bit guilty. I quickly stuffed the envelope into my backpack, afraid she would notice.
I hurriedly concealed my actions, pretending to be nonchalant as I began organizing my desk. My emotions were a jumbled mess, like a thief afraid of being discovered. I didn't know where this letter came from or if it was indeed from Shen Yulin, but I was filled with both excitement and worry about it.
Zhang Yun walked over to me, looking at me curiously as she asked, "What's wrong? You look a bit off." I forced a smile and shook my head, saying, "It's nothing; maybe I just didn't sleep well last night." I tried hard to hide my inner excitement and tension, fearing she might sense my secret.
I heard Zhang Yun suddenly let out a surprised gasp: "Huh?" Instinctively, I turned to look at her curious expression, feeling a wave of nervousness wash over me.
"What’s wrong?" I asked, trying to sound calm. However, Zhang Yun pointed behind me with wide eyes, her expression one of astonishment.
"Is it raining red rain from the sky? How did Shen's backpack end up here?" Her voice carried a hint of surprise and confusion. My heart tightened as if the whole world had come to a standstill.
I instinctively turned back and saw that Shen Yulin's backpack was indeed sitting at his desk—something I hadn't noticed before. My heart raced as panic set in.
Could it really be his reply?
I tried to suppress the joy bubbling inside me so it wouldn't show on my face. But that sweetness felt like a warm current gently wrapping around my heart, filling me with a special sense of satisfaction and happiness.
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