Eighty percent of the whole diary was written about me, and I didn't read all of them, only a cursory one, because I couldn't read it anymore, and my heart couldn't bear it!

In fact, the more I read, the more I feel sorry for Song Qingyi, it turns out that he has long had feelings for me, and it turns out that he used to target me like that just to find a chance to talk to me.

What a woman's heart! What a needle under the sea......

They love someone as much as they hate someone.

I closed the journal and put it back in its place, there was no message she had left on it, and the fact that she didn't take it with her proved that she didn't need to keep a diary, that she didn't need to write me into her life.

Once again, my heart was clouded with a sense of guilt, and I decided that I must go to her, even if I could not find the clues she left behind, and I would search the whole world to find her.

I continued to look for clues in the room, but when I turned around, I found a photo album in the cabinet next to me, and there were many stickers on it, and they were all stickers that little girls liked.

Next to the album are two Barbie dolls, one female and one male, the woman is wearing a white wedding dress and the man is wearing a navy blue suit.

Suddenly I understood something, and I immediately opened the photo album and looked at it, and the first photo turned out to be mine, which she had secretly taken two years ago when I was doing fifty push-ups in her office.

I still remember, that time I was late, she said she wanted to give me a demerit, it was the last day of the month, I was not late for that month, I didn't want to be deducted for this last day, so I asked her to physically punish me, so she said let's do a hundred push-ups!

When I did it in my twenties, it was obvious that I couldn't do it, I begged her for mercy to let her reduce, and she asked me to write a letter of guarantee when she did, and I agreed, so I was reduced by fifty.

What a deep memory!

Followed by her own solo photo, she likes photography, which is something that everyone in Simei Company knows, but she didn't expect that she would be like a little girl in front of the camera with scissor hands, or Bixin occasionally sticks out the tip of her strawberry-colored little tongue.

It turns out that she also has the side of a little girl, and it turns out that she is not as cold as others see.

The album also has a photo of me and her being thrown by the taxi driver in the Haizi Bend when we went to Lhasa for the reunion building, and I put a photo on her body, trembling naked.

The only group photo was taken with me secretly after I fell asleep, and she gently tugged at my ears and frowned together, looking like she was going to hit me......

Looking at it, my eyes were hazy, and I only felt a sour nose......

At this time, Song Qingshan's shout suddenly came from outside: "Xiang Nan, you are ...... Come out and see this!"

I thought that Song Qingshan had found the clues left by Song Qingyi, so without hesitation, I put down the album and ran out.

In the study, Song Qingshan and An Zheng stood strangely and smiled at me strangely.

"What are you two doing? Did you find a clue?"

The two of them seemed to have something to hide from me, and after being silent for a while, An Zhengcai said hesitantly: "That...... We found this in her study. ”

An Zheng said, picking up a piece of paper on the desk, and I looked up to see that it was a copy of my ID card.

I hesitated, "What's this? Is that weird? It's not a clue." ”

Song Qingshan also said at this time: "We searched the entire room and didn't have any clues, but isn't the one you called Xiaoman before so powerful, so ......"

An Zheng took over and said, "So we went to find Xiaoman and asked him to use black technology to investigate where Song Qingyi went." ”

I was a little stunned for a moment before replying, "How can this be investigated? ”

"Not necessarily!" An Zheng shook the copy in his hand, and then said, "There is Song Qingyi's ID number on it, let's take it back and ask Xiaoman if he can do it." ”

I didn't have much hope, but I had to try, but I still felt weird, and I always felt that they had something to hide from me!

The moment I ran into the study, the two of them seemed to be arguing about something, and then they smiled at me strangely.

You can't be so excited just because of this copy, right?

"Are you sure you're hiding anything from me?" I asked, staring at them suspiciously.

"What can we hide from you! Calling you over is a copy of this ID card!" Song Qingshan echoed, and An Zheng also nodded beside him.

I was still not very reassured, and asked again: "Really, fake, don't lie to me!"

"I'll go, Brother Xiang, don't you still believe me? If I find a clue, I'll tell you that we really haven't found anything. ”

Seeing that An Zheng was so serious, I stopped asking, and after putting away the copy, we continued to search.

But still nothing, the whole house was searched, and no clues were found.

In the living room, we were anxious, and Song Qingshan said: "It's really strange, my sister didn't cut off all her retreats before, what's wrong this time?"

An Zheng echoed and said: "Maybe that copy of the ID card is the clue she left! Let's take it back quickly and let Xiaoman try to see if we can find some information!"

I nodded, told them to wait, and ran back to my bedroom to take the album and journal with me.

Song Qingshan stared at me and said, "Xiang Nan, why did you take my sister's things away and put them back!"

"I'll give it back to her, I just want to see it. ”

"No, you can't take it without my sister's permission, put it back. ”

"I don't!"

"Well, let him take it, it's not a big deal. Ann Zheng chimed in.

"Then show me what it is?" Song Qingshan immediately stretched out her hand to me again.

I handed her the album, the diary was not going to be shown to her, and Song Qingshan didn't ask me to read the diary, so she opened the album and looked at it.

Looking at Song Qingshan, she suddenly started crying, she lay on the sofa and cried, crying embarrassedly.

Seeing this, An Zheng immediately stepped forward to comfort him and said, "My dear, what's wrong? don't cry...... What's wrong with you, stop crying! Come on, hug ...... husband."

While crying, Song Qingshan choked up and said, "My sister, she, she is really too bitter...... She's never had a good life, she's really miserable......"

"How could she not have a good life? She is the general manager of Simei, Simeiye!" An Zheng gently patted Song Qingshan's back and said.

"No, I'm not referring to this ......" Song Qingshan raised her head, and looked at the photos in the album with rain, and tears fell down in a row.

I walked over to her with a tissue, handed her the tissue and said, "What do you mean?"