Big Brother / Da Ge / The Unknown

Chapter 42

Grandma Song's reaction was akin to a mouse meeting a cat when she spotted Wei Qian; her face bore an expression of impending doom.

With a leap that seemed to defy gravity, Grandma Song launched herself in front of Wei Qian, brandishing a piece of paper she had picked up from the ground, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Look at this! Absolutely outrageous! What kind of person is this? Are all the products of your education system such shameless scoundrels? You tell me who this is, and I'll have a word with them!"

Wei Qian took the paper and skimmed through it, finding it utterly absurd.

Without a doubt, what Grandma Song handed over was a love letter.

As for how Grandma Song, who couldn't read, discerned this, credit must be given to the letter's creator, who ingeniously crafted it to resemble a primary school teacher's typical "class newspaper" layout.

At the top was a gigantic title "For Xiao Bao," encircled in some crude hand-drawn vines, each segment colored with watercolor as if attempting to mimic a neon light effect.

In the bottom left corner was a large heart pierced by an arrow, while on the right were two figures, one male and one female...

Grandma Song pointed at the two figures, flaring up like an angry hen, "Kissing each other!"

Compared to its elaborate form, the contents of the love letter were surprisingly straightforward, with just one line: "Song Lili, you are a beautiful girl, and I like you very much."

The cause and effect were laid out plainly, without any ambiguity.

Finally, perhaps to showcase some literary flair, the author, amidst the dizzying array of decorative edges, added two lines of ancient poetry, seemingly copied without much understanding, leaving one utterly puzzled.

On the left was "If you return someday, don't forget our meeting place, pour a cup of wine, and moisten the earth of my grave," while on the right was "Eternal as the heavens and the earth, yet sometimes fleeting, this sorrow lingers endlessly."

Well... this seemed more like a farewell.

Wei Qian knew he should maintain a serious demeanor, but he couldn't help but suppress a chuckle, his lips trembling between restraining laughter and bursting out; his expression, visually speaking, was probably closer to a smirk.

However, he couldn't help but recall the magazine he found in Xiao Yuan's room, and suddenly, he didn't have the heart to mock this "poetic expression of adolescent feelings."

He finally managed a wry smile, glancing at Wei Zhiyuan, and said to him, "Stop spectating here, go do whatever you need to do. As for you..."

He turned to Grandma Song.

Grandma Song roared, "Always messing around in school! I think you'd better drop out!"

Wei Qian stepped back, sighing, "Could you please calm down? You're spraying me with spit."

Grandma Song also realized her barrage was veering off course, immediately shifting her attention to the dejected Xiao Bao, continuing her tirade, "No, today you must give me an explanation. Are you here to study or to chase boys?"

In truth, Xiao Bao was quite innocent this time. She had no idea who this eccentric newspaper fanatic was. With her backpack slung over her shoulder, she was jostled around in school during dismissal, and someone slipped something into her bag when she wasn't looking. How could she have noticed?

Although her vanity and curiosity were piqued when she saw it, she considered her reaction to be within normal bounds, definitely not as exaggerated as Grandma made it out to be.