Douluo's giant

"When I write this letter, it has been two thousand days since we last met. I received your last letter three days ago. After reading it, I was very dissatisfied because there was not a single word of love in it. , there is not even a word of liking. I hope that the next time you reply, you can write a whole page of love for me, otherwise... Huh! A lot of things have happened in Wuhun City recently... .....”

A piece of letter paper that is forty long and twenty wide is filled with writing, leaving no blank space. Most of the content expresses the sender's longing and love for the recipient. The deep love almost seems to come out of the paper. If someone else were to read it, they would definitely get goosebumps all over their body. Out of embarrassment, they would start working on their feet and dig out a majestic wonder.

But Hao Heng didn't know how to do it. The smile on his face grew stronger. It only took him 8 minutes to record all the 760 words and punctuation marks in his mind. In order to prevent omissions, he read it again. Between the words and the lines, he could imagine in his mind the figure of the person who wrote the letter. His appearance was lifelike. Even a strand of hair, an eyelash, and an expression were perfectly displayed. In his mind.

After reading it again, Hao Heng breathed out, carefully folded the paper, put it back into the envelope, touched his trousers with his fingertips, and took out a wooden box that was one hundred and two meters long, sixty meters wide, and thirty meters high. He opened it. They were letters that were no different from the one in his hand. He put the letters away, covered them carefully, and then put the box back into the storage space.

After a green light flashed on his fingertips, he took out pen, paper, ink, and an envelope, then laid down at his desk and started writing.

He doesn't have a high level of education, and he doesn't know how to speak sweet words, but he expresses his true feelings.

Tang San didn't know when he got up from the bed and saw his master writing furiously. He walked beside him and didn't dare to disturb him. He stood on tiptoe and glanced at him because he had learned writing from the village chief and most of the words written by Hao Heng were common in daily life. It's not difficult to understand, so he can understand it.

After reading two lines, Tang San felt as if there were ants crawling inside his skin. He rolled up his sleeves and saw small bumps growing on his arms. His toes were uncontrollably clinging to the soles of his shoes, as if I will never give up until I wear out the soles of my shoes.

Tang San couldn't help but take a few steps back and leaned against the wall, looking at the master's extremely strong body in horror. It was hard to imagine that every word and every line of disgusting words on that paper would appear in the book of such a tough guy. pen.

A few minutes later, Hao Heng put away his pen and glanced at the whole article. He said, "I love you a lot." He smiled with satisfaction. He picked up the envelope and put it in it. He glued it with red paint in the shape of a heart and wrote on the back.

"The library of Wuhun Academy in Wuhun City."

"Senior Sister Luo Li personally approves."

Hao Heng turned around and saw Tang San's panicked expression. He asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with you?"

Tang San hesitated and said: "Ah! I...I didn't do anything!"

Hao Heng nodded and said: "Okay, there is a well behind the house. If you want to take a bath, go and get it yourself. I will go to your house to get the clothes for you later. Just sleep here today and get it early tomorrow morning." Keep training."

"Well, good master."

Tang San nodded in response with dull eyes. His young heart had been hurt by the words in the letter. When he saw Hao Heng was about to walk out of the house, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He leaned on the door frame and asked: "Master, who is that letter you are writing to? Why is it so disgusting!"

Hao Heng looked back at him, smiled disdainfully, and said, "What do you know? This is love."

After saying that, he shook his head, walked out of the house, and walked towards the village chief's house.

.......a few days later......

Wuhun City, inside the famous Wuhun Academy.

Luo Li, who has long blue and white hair shawl, blowing in the wind, looks like a fairy, with the posture of a sinking fish and a wild goose, but she exudes an aura of keeping strangers away from her. Holding the hot cake she just bought, she pretends to be calm. Move forward step by step.

There was a trace of fire burning in her ice-blue eyes. According to calculations from hundreds of letters exchanged in the past six years, the letter from her distant lover would arrive in the next few days.

She was afraid of missing out, so she got up at dawn, packed some things casually, and ran to the library.

But when she got there, there was no one outside the already clean door of the library. The wind could only pick up a little bit of dust. She quickly walked to the mailbox at the door and opened it with the key. It was empty.

The fire in Luo Li's eyes went out, she sighed dejectedly, and whispered: "It's not today!"

After closing the mailbox, she regained her expressionless expression, quickly opened the library door, put down her things, and started today's work mechanically.

There was a pile of returned books on the table. She actually needed to return these things to their original places yesterday, but because she was thinking about today's letter, she had no intention of working at all yesterday.

This can't happen today.

Luo Li patted her cheek and told herself, her eyes widened, her spirit was shaken, and she was ready to start.

She leaned over and buried her petite body in the pile of books, but suddenly, two footsteps came from outside.

At such an early hour, few students and teachers would choose this time to come to the library, so... Luo Li suddenly raised her head and looked outside, the fire of expectation in her eyes already filling her eyes.

She trotted out of the table, but the moment she came out of the table, she stopped.

The person who came was not the one who sent the message. Why was Luo Li so sure?

Because they were two women. It wasn't that she thought women couldn't deliver letters. The main reason was that those two women were too beautiful. Even she, who was born beautiful, didn't dare to say that she could beat them. Even when she saw the woman walking in front, She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart.

"How can there be such a beautiful woman in this world?"

The woman walking in front is tall, wearing a white robe with various patterns painted on gold threads, and a golden crown with beads and gems on her head. Her face is beautiful and majestic. Although her mouth is slightly raised, she looks approachable. But no one, not even an ignorant child, would dare to act recklessly under the strong sense of oppression emanating from her body.

Behind and to the side is a blonde woman with outstanding appearance, wearing a black and white Gothic maid dress, with a kind smile on her face.

"Who are you looking for?"

Luo Li concluded that these two people were not here to read a book. She took a few glances at the valuable crown on the head of the woman in front of her, and a horrified guess arose in her heart.

The woman walking in front raised her red lips when she heard her question. She turned her head and stretched out her hand to the person behind her. The woman dressed as a maid handed her something.

When such an object was taken out, Luo Li's originally fair complexion became even paler, but this whiteness was a pale white.

The woman handed the object over and said softly and gently: "Senior Luo Li above, is it you."

Luo Li looked at the envelope in her hand. It was indeed what she had been thinking about, but now she didn't want it to appear here, especially since it was given to her by the woman in front of her. She bit her upper lip and felt angry. Even in his throat, he didn't dare to say anything. The fingers against his thigh were trembling slightly, and he couldn't reach out to take it.

"Why, isn't it yours?"

The woman asked with a look of doubt on her face.

Luo Li raised her head and looked at her. After thinking about it thousands of times in her mind, she closed her eyes, lowered her head, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

She didn't see the bright smile on the face of the woman in front of her, and only heard one sentence.

"That's good, write a letter for me and contact him."

"Ask him if he still recognizes me as his master!"