You Are My Unforgettable Love

There was a card in each package.

 All the content was similar.

 Such as:

 [Chuan Zi, how are you?]

 [Shen Liangchuan, do you remember Soul Fighter?]

 All the content, every card, was a reminder to Shen Liangchuan of Soul Fighter, who had died eight years ago.

 Qiao Lian’s pupils shrank as she looked at the notes in disbelief.