Meanwhile.
Great Sui, Huailu Academy.
The sky was clear as a sheet of blue paper, with a few thin white clouds.
Aliya lay on the Academy's grass, which stayed lush and green all year round, writing a letter to her older sister.
She had already written many letters to Uncle Li Ping'an.
She just did not know where he had gone, so she could only save them up.
"Dear Sister, may reading this letter be like seeing me. Don't worry about me.
Everything is very good for Aliya here. The Academy's teachers are fierce, though some aren't.
Although Aliya is a little slow, as long as I study hard, I can just about keep up.
Nobody bullies Aliya, either. The other people at the Academy are all very nice.
Zhao Ling'er does the best among us and often receives praise from the teachers.
Zhao Ling'er is the most popular with the boys. She secretly told me that several people have already written her love letters.
But she doesn't like any of them. Actually, I know who she likes.
But she won't let me tell.
Pang Jun is still as greedy as ever. Once, he secretly took a chicken leg into the latrine in the middle of the night to eat it.
He accidentally fell into the cesspit, and everyone at the Academy found out.
Pang Jun said he was too ashamed to face anyone and made a fuss about going home, but he forgot all about it a moment later.
Sister, how is Wang Yi?
He must be very sad about being eliminated from the Academy. When you see him, you must comfort him..."
Aliya folded the letter to her sister and tucked it into her robes.
She planned to send it when the time came.
But she did