Early in the morning, as soon as Meg opened his eyes, he saw Amy sitting at the head of the bed, looking at him worriedly.
"What's wrong, Amy? Why did you wake up so early today? "Meg sat up and asked softly.
"Last night, I dreamed that the kindest and most loving person in the world fell."
"And then?"
"So I wanted to ask you when I woke up. Does it hurt?"
Amy reached out her little hand and touched Meg's forehead, her little face full of worry.
Meg felt his heart tremble. It was so early in the morning, why was the little girl so sweet? It was so sweet that it reached his heart.
"Father is fine. Although I fell, I jumped up before I hit the ground. You see, I'm fine everywhere." Meg smiled and raised his arm, full of happiness.
"Father is fine, that's great." Amy's face also showed a smile.
"Okay, then Father will get up and prepare something delicious for you." Meg patted the little girl's head, got out of bed, washed up, and went downstairs. Only then did he notice a video record in his mind.
Meg opened the video record while drinking water.
In the video, two minotaur demons attacked the restaurant, but the restaurant's defense system bounced them back. Meg, who was drinking water, almost choked to death.
"Two stupid thieves in the middle of the night? But system, your bouncing skill is quite interesting. " Meg, who finally stopped coughing, praised the system in his mind. It was a pity that there was no Internet in this world. Otherwise, this video would definitely go viral.
Putting down the cup, Meg couldn't help but want to go out and see if the wooden door, which was kicked and thrown a stone yesterday, was broken. As soon as he opened the door, an envelope fell from the doorknob.
"This is?"
Meg picked up the envelope. On the grass-green envelope, there was a beautiful handwriting: "To Mr. Meg."
"Who wrote this letter to me? I don't have any friends I need to send a letter to. "Meg was a little puzzled. The handwriting looked like a woman's." This shouldn't be a love letter, right? "
Meg muttered as he prepared to open the envelope.
"Did someone write a love letter to Father?" Amy, who had come downstairs at some point, came over and looked curiously at the envelope in Meg's hand.
"No, no, this is just an ordinary letter." Meg quickly shook his head. Although he was touched just now, it was undeniable that the little fellow still had the identity of a spy. Some words could not be passed to Irina's ears. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain.
"It's okay, Father. I won't tell Big Sister Irina. Just read the letter to me." Amy shook Meg's arm and begged.
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll read it." Meg's heart softened at Amy's shaking. He opened the envelope and read, "Mr. Meg, I love you …"
Mag only recited one sentence before he couldn't continue the rest of his sentence.
"This … this is really a f * cking love letter!!!"
"Shouldn't a professional love letter first express the pain of not being able to get what you want, then implicitly express your feelings of love, and finally end with the main topic?!"
"Who would go straight to the main topic at the beginning?! This standard … only a primary school student could write something like this, right? "
Meg's soul of ridicule had already started to become restless.
But speaking of love letters, he remembered his young self. He had secretly fallen in love with a little girl with a ponytail sitting in front of him. After enduring the pain of lovesickness for three days, he couldn't help but write a love letter. He still remembered the specific content. It was roughly like this:
Oh! My Juliet …
Alright, Meg did not want to recall too much.
In short, he was indeed a little surprised by this straightforward opening.
"It's really a love letter! Who could have written it? Could it be that she wants to be my mother? "Amy looked curiously at the envelope in Meg's hand. Many people had already surfaced in her mind.
"Sister Gina doesn't know how to write. Then Sister Mia, Sister Elizabeth, Sister Barbara, Sister Phyllis, Sister Gloria, Teacher Luna, Sister Hill … and Sister Shirley. They all seem to be interested in Father … Then who wrote this love letter? Sister Irina has so many love rivals. What should I do … "Amy mumbled softly with a troubled expression on her little face.
"That … Amy, actually, this might just be a prank. What era is it now? Who would write such an old-fashioned love letter? Hahaha …" Meg laughed awkwardly but politely. Although he was also curious about who wrote it, he felt a chill run down his spine when he heard Amy's mumbling.
If this were to reach Irina's ears, who knew how many washboards he would have to kneel and break before he could cover it up.
"It's alright, Father. I will definitely help you find the person who wrote this love letter," Amy consoled him with a smile.
"I'm even more afraid when you're like this …" Meg thought to himself.
…
As usual, Phyllis was the first to arrive at the restaurant.
As soon as Phyllis entered, Amy went up to her and asked with a smile, "Sister Bean Sprout, do you like Father?"
"Ah?" Phyllis was stunned for a moment. When she realized what Amy was asking, she blushed immediately. She glanced at Meg, who was standing at the side with a look of despair, and quickly looked away. She pinched the corner of her shirt and said shyly, "I … I … Boss is a very good person. I … I think everyone will like him."
"That means you like my father too?" Amy blinked and muttered softly, "I treat you like an older sister, but you want to be my mother …"
"I … I'm not …" Phyllis's face was as red as an apple. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in.
"Then did you write a love letter to Father?" Amy continued to ask.
"Love letter?" Phyllis was stunned for a moment, but this time she shook her head decisively. "No."
"Alright, I believe you." Amy nodded, a little disappointed.
"Someone wrote a love letter to Mr. Meg? Who is trying to make a move on Mr. Meg? "Phyllis entered the kitchen, feeling as if her heart was being hung up.
Next to her were Mia, Elizabeth, and Barbara.
"Sister Mia, Sister Elizabeth, and Sister Barbara, do you like Father?" Amy asked the three of them.
"Yes, I like Boss a lot." Mia nodded seriously.
Elizabeth glanced at Meg. "He's a good person."
Babla also glanced at Mag. She coughed softly, and said, "I don't like men."
"Then did you write a love letter to him?"
Amy continued to ask.
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