Chen Zhenyi Comrade:
Hello.
It's been over a month since the party school, I miss it a lot, and I wonder if you are doing well now.
If you are well, that's good.
If not, then tell me who is bullying you, I'll deal with them for you.
I've been transferred to the Supreme Disciplinary Committee now, and I'll be going to Zhongqing City in some time. You just note down the names of those people who aren't good to you, I'll investigate them one by one, surely I'll give them a hard time. I promise this to you with my heart.
Your revolutionary comrade—Huang Zhiyao.
It's not many words,
Just over a hundred, just a few strokes.
But somehow, Chen Zhenyi felt a sense of being cared for, a sense of being protected.
She took a deep breath.
Carefully put the letter away.
Muttered to herself, "Actually... this Huang Zhiyao is not bad either..."
That night.
Chen Fang and Fang Kui were eating at a fast-food restaurant when Chen Zhenyi's call came.
