Sometimes, Xie De really admired Wei Yanchi. Now, for instance.
"Dear Mr. Xie De,
I don't know what time it is where you are, but whatever the hour, I wish you well.
I heard that you were assigned to the Wei Family Old Residence and couldn't easily come over. Luckily, I found a mailbox that lets me send you letters and my longing.
Sir, it's been so long since we last met. I miss you terribly. A day apart feels like years. I really, really, really miss you so, so much. (˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)
All right, sir. Actually, I already know that you and my great-uncle have an arrangement. All of this might be part of your plans. You probably found my earlier actions a little ridiculous. T∧T
But that's all right, sir. ∧v∧ As I said before, I'm happy to let you use me, because I was the one who came chasing after you.
Have you thought of me lately, sir? I'm on a little island at the other end of the instance. The scenery is lovely here. Apparently, it's a holiday destination chosen by the Witch.
Sir, if you have time, do come and take a look. An ancient sailing ship rests here, right beside the graveyard. It has a peculiar, eerie beauty that you might like.
If you're willing, sir, I'd really love to see more of this world with you.
Yours lovingly, Wei Yanchi"
Xie De set the letter aside, expressionless. The faint candlelight spilled over his pale skin, illuminating the contents of the letter as well.
From a distance, the writing was illegible, but his lack of enthusiasm was clear.
That left Xu Gong, who had delivered the letter, rather nervous. She cautiously studied his expression.
She had no idea what the letter said. All she knew