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In the past few days, Jin Weiwei had never met Ji Jingzhi, and his heart was filled with longing.

That yearning could only be written in a thin letter. The two of them could only write and could not meet.

All day, Jin Weiwei's greatest joy was probably the letter that he had sent her.

For some reason, Ji Jingzhi seemed to rarely have any correspondence with him these days