Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Scenery asked: "Do you know who sent it?"

"The postman brought it to the front desk."

She saw the postmark on the envelope. The date of the letter was half a month ago. She suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart. How did the person sending the letter know that she would be in this hotel in half a month?

The waiter left soon. She closed the door and opened the envelope with a strange mood. There was a piece of letter paper inside. The font on the letter was correct and beautiful, which made people feel very comfortable when looking at it. It is also very plain:

Scenery, is today's work still hard? Has the cold been much better some time ago? Maybe you don’t have to work so hard and you can take a good rest. I don’t want to see the news that you are in the hospital.

Today, the scenery outside my window is very good, the sun is very warm, and the sound of the wind is also very nice, but it is still not as good as your voice. The smell of the hospital disinfection water is unpleasant, but I will remember the day when you fell in my arms. Just aftertaste the taste on your body, it can also make me forget many of my troubles. I told myself that I will be discharged from the hospital soon. When I get better, I can see you and tell you how much I like it. you.

Even if the opportunity I said is very slim, it doesn't matter. You said that there is always hope for people to live, and you are my hope.

I heard the doctor quietly standing outside the door and saying to my parents that my condition is very serious now, maybe it's time to prepare for funerals, but I don't want to admit defeat, you haven't known me, how could I just die like this? ?

The treatment process is very painful. It is also very painful to live with the worry of dying every day. The patient in the next room passed away yesterday. He was in a coma for many days. After all, he couldn’t stand it anymore. I was a little sad because I couldn’t find it anymore. When someone tells me I miss you, but it doesn't matter, since I can't find someone to tell, it's the same for me to write to you now.

You are now in the ancient town to shoot "Last Dream of the Ancient City", how, do you like the scenery there?

I know you don’t like tragedy, but I also believe that you can do this drama well. I read the book again and everything is fine, except that the male and female protagonists will have a kissing section, but it’s okay. You never film. For the kiss scene, I feel relieved.

I heard that many girls like Yushu, but I know very well that you will not like him. After all, your ideal type is a gentle and considerate man.

The scenery, I will treat you very tenderly, until the day we officially meet, will you like me?

——Yours, Mr. A

After reading the content of the letter, the scenery and the back are cold, the language on the letter is very plain, and the person who wrote the letter seems to be communicating with a person who has been acquainted for a long time, but he also wrote it clearly, she does not know he.

Feng Guang is a public figure and has participated in many talk shows. It is not difficult to understand her preferences, but she has not reported on her cold some time ago.

She grabbed the letter in her hand and went out and found Liu Han's room. Liu Han was applying a facial mask. When she opened the door, she was surprised to see the fiery scenery, "What's the matter?"

"Sister Hanhan, look!" She took out the letter.

Liu Han didn't read the content of the letter, because she knew what was going on when she saw the envelope. She frowned, "Why is this kind of letter again? This time it was delivered to you."

"Sister Hanhan, what do you mean?" Fengjing was surprised, "You mean... this person has sent me many letters before then?"