The handwriting on the white paper was neat.
[In ten years, I want to become a great hero like Sister Liu!]
Looking at those words, Xie Mi suddenly understood where the time capsule dug up beneath the big tree in Apricot Blossom Elementary School's playground had come from.
By the time the capsule was unearthed twelve years later, the paper carrying that wish had already yellowed and grown worn.
Yet the person who had written those words twelve years ago had formed every stroke with painstaking care.
Seeming to notice Xie Mi's gaze, little Shen Yeqing instinctively covered the paper with his hand, utterly embarrassed.
"This... no, I just..."
"Wanting to be brave like me is a good thing. You don't need to feel inferior."
Xie Mi cut off his stammering, casually took the paper and pen from his hands, and dashed off a line in bold, messy handwriting.
[Just fucking go for it.]
No, that won't do. I need to set a good example for an elementary school kid.
Xie Mi crossed out the line and replaced it with something more civilized.
[Just go for it!!]
Satisfied, she nodded and tucked the note back into little Shen Yeqing's hands.
"Since you've written down this goal, you need to work hard to achieve it. At the very least, the next time you run into those robbers, fight back bravely like I did."
Little Shen Yeqing held the note as though it were a priceless treasure. At her words, he looked up at her earnestly.
"With One-Finger Zen?"
"That's an option. Or I could teach you a few more of my secret techniques, like Granny Destroys the Parking Lot, Crow Flies by Plane, or pretending to twirl your hands while actually slapping someone eighty times in one second..."
Halfway through, someone