No, she breathed a sigh of relief just now, it seems, it's this one.

I want to see, hum, want to fool me, want to be beautiful.

On the first page, Monroe Ignati Woods' expression changed.

It's this, little thing, fight with me, you're still a little tender.

I'm going to see what's there.

"On the 29th of the month, the weather: sunny.

I'm so happy, I finally graduated, I met a man, he is very attractive, his eyes, his temperament, perfectly match the appearance of the male god in my mind, I really want to know him, what should I do?"

Oh, there's something.

Who is this man?

G. Ignati Woods spread her hands, not knowing what you were talking about.

Don't say yes, it's hard-mouthed, right?

If I continue to read it, I won't believe that you won't recruit.

"May 25, weather: light rain.

Today, I'm stuck in the library, it's raining heavily outside, and I can't get out.

I saw him again, he had an umbrella.

He came over, so panicked, was he looking for me?

No, my heart is racing, I'm in love, I'm .......

Oops, he talked to me.

He took me back to my dorm.

It was a good day. ”

There is a special note on it: the most memorable day. "On the 31st of the month, the weather: overcast.

I finally let him remember me, his name is Wang Minglang, a civil engineering major, and he is in the same class as me.

We had a meal together in the cafeteria, I had scrambled eggs with tomatoes, he ate scrambled tomatoes with eggs, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that day were sweet. ”

Barçalomu Brent asked, "Are scrambled eggs with tomatoes good?"

Monroe Ignaty Woods tilted her head, she couldn't hear it, but she could read her eyes.

Pouts and smiles.

Silent.

"On the 12th of the month, the weather: sunny.

On this day, I finished the exam and was going back, and he came to me and said that he wanted to invite me to dinner.

I agreed, and I ate with him at the small restaurant outside the school gate, five dishes, and one soup, all of which he ordered.

The two of us sat across from each other and didn't speak, and finally, he plucked up the courage to say something to me. ”

The diary got here, and there was no follow-up.

Flip it over, it's the next one.

It's over, what did he say?

G. Monroe Ignati Woods did not answer, but looked at her quietly.

Barsalomu Brent: Don't play stupid, tell me, what the hell did that man say?

Monroe Ignaty Woods: Nothing, just ask me if I'm full.

Do you believe it?

I don't believe it anyway.

Barsalomu Brent: Looks like I'm going to use a big punishment.

Monroe Ignaty Woods: Whatever, I don't care, you know, I'm not afraid.

Basarom Brent used the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to tickle it.

Monroe Ignaty Woods glanced at it with disdain, and said two words: boring.

To say or not to say?

Don't say yes.

I continued, why didn't I respond? No.

I can't help it, I can't help this woman.

Barcelona

Mu Brent was itching in his heart, wanting to know the answer, what Wang Minglang said.

Monroe Ignaty Woods: Okay, if you don't look at it, if you don't look at it, I'm going to put it away.

Barçalomu Brent: No, I still have to watch.

Below, there's definitely something I'd like to see.

Look down.

"On the 21st of the month, the weather: light rain.

Today, a hazy light rain covers the sky and obscures my vision.

I parted from him, I went home, and he went back to his house.

He invited me to go on a tour and I declined.

I know I don't qualify for love, we ...... separated. ”

Later note: This is the last time we will meet.

Fingers rubbed against the paper, and there were traces of tear-damp stains on it.

At the time, she must have been very sad.

"You're separated?"

G. Ignati Woods smiled forcefully.

Barçalomu Brent: Why?

Monroe Ignati Woods: .......

Barsalomu Brent: Just because you don't think it's suitable?

I don't deserve love.

Her identity makes her shy away from many things. Love, that's a beautiful thing that only normal people can have.

She is disabled.

She's just a patient.

A person who needs to be cared for by someone else.

Barsalomu Brent: How can you be so stupid, he doesn't dislike you, why do you dislike yourself?

Barsalomu Brent: It's not your fault that you're sick, you can't blame yourself for everything.

You.......

G. Monroe Ignati Woods smiled flatly, and this smile flattened all the past.

The past has become a cloud of smoke.

And then?

Monroe Ignaty Woods shook her head: That's it.

Nothing?

What's next?

Barçalomu Brent was not convinced, and continued to look through his diary.

Back, torn open by her.

Without.

Barçalomu Brent rummaged through the cabinet for his next diary.

She picked up a quaint diary, some years old.

"Can't you tell me why?"

Can't speak, only sign language.

She was eager to ask, what was going on?

Monroe Ignati Woods pointed to the diary.

Barçalomu Brent flipped it over.

On the first page, one thing is written on it.

"September 19, 5018, weather: sunny and rainy?

My heart is dead.

My world is ruined.

All my insistence, shattered.

I'm still alone.

Or would I die too?"

Between the lines of the sad words, there is a desire for death.

She wanted to die.

Suicide.

The world is gone.

Alone, alone in the face of the cruel world.

She looked around blankly, unable to find anything to rely on.

"23rd, weather: rainy.

I want to die.

I would love to die.

Stay with my parents and lie next to them.

I can't stand life without them, I want to die.

Woooooooo

Woooooooo

Why, you are so ruthless and leave me alone.

I...... I miss you guys so much, woo woo woo. ”

She must be very sad.

Why didn't I find her at the time? How did she get through it.

Barçalomu Brent patted the back of her hand, and it was fine.

With me, everything will pass.

For the next three days, the same thing was written.

She longed to die.

Accompany adoptive parents.

And not a man looking at their grave.

That day, the village chief brought a letter that her mother had left for her.

It reads: "My precious daughter, Monroe Ignati Woods.

When you come back, I guess my mother is gone, I'm sorry, my mother doesn't want to leave you, but my mother is sick.

Mom has been insisting, hoping to see you one last time, but I know that after the news of my death is known, you will definitely come back, and you don't want to go back to school.

Mom, I've been hiding it from you for a few years, I'm sorry.

Mom doesn't want to, Mom doesn't want to watch you suffer.

Playing small, you are a child with a bad fate, abandoned by your parents, I picked you up from the garbage heap, and at that moment, we ushered in an angel in our lives.

Your arrival has given us hope.

We gritted our teeth and decided to raise you, we have no children, you are our children.

After your father went, I also thought about accompanying him, and he said that I must send you to college, in order to fulfill his last wish, I have been working hard all these years.

However, my body is no longer working.

I.......

Sorry didn't tell you the news.

I've asked the nurse to send you all your letters after that, I'm sorry.

I hope that when you read this letter, you will not be sad and do not want to die.

Mom wants you to live, to live like a normal person.

Your dad's wish is for you to meet a good man.

I laughed at him at the time, it was so demanding.

Later I understood that it is really rare to meet a man who is willing to take care of you.

Don't blame your mother for being greedy, your mother wants you to have a good home and have children.

I love you the most mom stays. ”

Mom is gone.

Leave a letter.

When Barçaromu Brent finished reading, he folded it back and put it back.

Her hands were shaking.

eyes, keep crying.

Reddened eyes staring at Monroe Ignati Woods.

I'm fine.

Xiaobai, don't worry about me.

Isn't that okay with me?

Xiaobai, don't cry.

Barsaromu Brent couldn't stop crying, she wiped them away, and her eyes flowed again.

"Monroe Ignaty Woods, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if I had found you sooner, you would have ....... ”

"I'm sorry, Monroe Ignaty Woods, I should have insisted on looking for you, I ...... Woooooooo ”