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Chapter 109 Serenity Time, Seasonal [1]

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 Serenity Time, Seasonal [1]

"I want to be the tree that shelters them from the wind and rain. I want to be the umbrella they can lean on with peace of mind. I don’t want to be a parasite growing by relying on the family!"

Nico Haynes’s expression also turned somewhat serious, "Boss Seys, why did you suddenly come up with the idea of going into business?"

Arlo Seys’s eyes softened, and he gazed at the bright, twinkling stars in the sky. The purest face appeared in his mind, with those lively, spirited eyes, and his lips curled into a slight smile.

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No one knew how it started, but there was a pen pal trend sweeping through Scenic Hill High School.

Scenic Hill has always been lenient with students’ extracurricular activities, leaving them to the student council to manage, and the school never intervenes. Recently, the student council received suggestions from students proposing that the council approve a pen pal activity.

The idea of a pen pal exchange is to make friends through letters using a pseudonym, without meeting in person, only corresponding via letters.

After discussion, the student council believed that this nostalgic idea was worth supporting, as letters could deepen affection and promote interpersonal communication in the face of modern instant messaging like QQ and WeChat.

So, the student council set aside a secondary conference room usually used for council matters, filling it with mailbox envelopes for students to drop their letters in.

Anyone wanting to have a pen pal can randomly pick a letter from inside and privately engage in letter correspondence and friendship. Of course, if you know someone’s pen name and want to be friends with them without revealing your real name, you can adopt a pseudonym and send them a letter, requiring the recipient’s pen name on it.

The student council’s initiative and decision received accolades from the entire school, promoting a fervent pen pal craze. Every day, you could see students in the letter room enjoying reading anonymous letters, and all interactions were through pen names.

The members of the student council also tried out the friendship format they promoted, reading randomly selected letters in the main conference room, savoring the messages from pen pals.

"Chairman Seys!" Albert Thomas, the deputy leader of student council’s small group, called out to Chairman Arlo Seys, who was organizing files and preparing for dismissal, his eyes gleaming with a playful smile, and teased, "Chairman Seys, have you gotten yourself a pen pal?"

Arlo Seys organized the documents on the meeting table, speaking in a calm voice without looking up, "No."

Albert Thomas stepped closer and laughingly whispered in Arlo Seys’s ear, "Want me to find out Junior Sister Morris’s pen name for you?"

Arlo Seys paused his hand in packing, lifted his eyes to give Albert Thomas a cool glance, "Class President, do you have a lot of free time?"

Albert Thomas was not only the leader of the small student council group but also the class president of Junior Class 3, a classmate of Arlo Seys.

Albert Thomas laughed heartily, patting Arlo Seys on the shoulder, "Chairman Seys, I’m telling you seriously, don’t let someone else snatch Junior Sister Morris away!"

Arlo Seys was too indifferent to entertain him, picking up the documents on the table and turning to leave the meeting room, but accidentally bumped into two students who were playfully teasing each other.

"Ah! Sorry, Senior!" the two boys immediately bowed their heads apologetically.

"It’s okay, I ran into you,"

Seeing the scattered items in their hands, Arlo Seys crouched down to help pick them up, inadvertently glancing at the handwriting on the envelope, his eyes hardened for a moment.

He picked up the envelope, tightening his grip slightly, then lifted his eyes to look at the two student council members before him and asked in a calm voice, seemingly nonchalant, "Are you also playing the pen pal game?"

The two boys nodded, with one looking at Arlo Seys with unconcealed delight in his eyes, "Yes, we just went to the letter room and picked out a couple of letters. Chairman, the one in your hand is the one I collected. The handwriting is pretty and elegant, clearly written by a girl. Isn’t it said that handwriting reflects the person? So I took this letter, planning to befriend the girl with the pen name ’Serenity Time’!"