Always getting over you

After sleeping all night, Ann Ruo went out to work the next morning after eating. When she got to the guard room, the guard stopped her.

"Miss ANN, there's a letter for you."

"My letter?" If Ann is very confused, she has never received a letter, who will send it to her?

The security guard handed her the letter. It was a white envelope with her name on it. There was no sign of the sender. The envelope was thin and weightless, with only one piece of writing paper in it.

People these days are used to making phone calls and video chat, no one will write. Writing letters is too traditional and the delivery is too slow. She really doubts who wrote to her.

When she comes to the studio, Enro locks herself in the office and opens the envelope.

This is my first letter to you and the first time in my life. I know you don't want to hear me, but I urge you to read what I've written. 】

after reading the first paragraph, she will know who wrote it.

It's Tang Yuchen. He wrote it.

If an's eyes flash, hesitating whether to finish. She knew what he would say. She didn't want to read it, for fear that it would affect her mood.

What's the use of it? Her words are so clear. Why doesn't he just give up.

Enro put the letter paper in the drawer, stopped looking, and started working.

When she works, she's focused and forgets everything around her. By the time she finished a painting, it was already noon and it was time to eat.

Wenjing knocks on the door to let her go to dinner. After finishing the painting she has just drawn, she goes out to eat with them and forgets the letter in the drawer.

Time soon came to the afternoon off work time, if Ann is ready to leave the office, the line of sight inadvertently falls on the drawer.

She hesitated. She took out the envelope, put it in her bag and went home.

She had been thinking about whether to finish reading it or not, and did not know what Tang Yuchen would write.

After taking a bath and lying on the bed, Ann thought about it and took out the letter he had written to her.

In the morning, she only looked at the first paragraph, skipped the first paragraph, and looked directly at the second paragraph.

I know you won't care what I say now. I'm not good enough. I didn't cherish you. I lost your heart to me. But I still want to tell you my heart, let you know my feelings for you.

What kind of person I am, I think you have already known, I also told you my past. I don't want to defend myself, but my growing up experience has made me a character who can't trust people easily, can't get used to a person easily, and I'm used to relying on myself and never discussing with others.

Such me, even after being attracted to you, my character has not changed much. That's why I don't discuss anything with you and make decisions without authorization. I think that as long as I love you all the time, you can understand me and will not leave me.

I also think that my affairs can only be solved by myself. I don't need to let you know everything and let you worry about it, so that I won't tell you anything.

It's because I don't tell you anything, which leads to our being used by others, causing harm to you again and again. Finally, I lost you again and again when I just caught you

Enro, after so many things, I understand that the two people who love each other should trust each other, share weal and woe, and don't hide anything.

However, I seem to understand too late.