I don't know how many people have handled the box, and Jiang Yang definitely doesn't know who has turned over my diary.

I hurriedly flipped through the three diaries and they were not torn, but I was very uneasy. Su Qianwen should have seen it, right? Will she go around talking about me after school starts?

I'm not afraid that she will laugh at my poor family, I am afraid that she will poke out the things I like about Mr. Zhuang.

I didn't say the word surrogacy in my diary, because I subconsciously hoped that I was really in love with Mr. Zhuang, and not through buying and selling. But anyway, I liked the fact that a married man had a daughter for him, but it was clearly written in the diary.

At that moment, I suddenly felt dizzy, why did all my life suddenly mess up like this? There were always things that caught me off guard, but I couldn't blame anyone.

I tossed and turned that night, and I couldn't sleep in the hot and stuffy room.

I held my phone and stared at Mr. Zhuang's photo, my eyes were glazed, and I listened to the voice he had sent me from beginning to end. I felt so anxious that the thought of getting in touch but not daring to do so was going to drive me crazy.

I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I wanted to tear up my diary when I got up.

Why didn't I put these three diaries in my backpack and carry them with me at that time? Why did Su Qianwen steal things that didn't belong to her? Everything inside was destroyed, the marshmallow sticks were broken into several pieces, and the underwear was also cut, so Su Qianwen must have read my diary.

I didn't calm down until the second half of the night, and I wondered sadly what I would do if I was expelled soon after school started.

I pulled out my journal and started to talk about it, when I suddenly found a yellow envelope lying in a drawer, which I hadn't noticed because it was pressed by the book.

There was a lot of cash in it! I roughly counted it, and it was about six thousand.

Because of my uncle, my grandmother and I had long since quit the habit of hiding cash at home, and the envelope had the name of our school printed on it, so the money was ...... I shuddered, and suddenly thought of the counselor.

He had come to see me before, had he stayed at my house for the night?

Although my family was poor, there were still three rooms, and my grandmother and I never went into my aunt's and uncle's West House, so if the counselor needed to stay overnight, he would definitely sleep in my room. I don't have anything private in my room except for my diary, and I'm not afraid that the counselor will look through my things.

I forgot it was the middle of the night, and when I looked up the counselor's number, I texted him to ask if he had left the money at my house.

I looked at the time after sending it, and it was already past one o'clock in the morning. Unexpectedly, I received a reply in less than a minute: You are going home? The money was raised later, so keep it.

"Teacher, my grandmother's illness has been cured, I can't take this money, I will bring it back to school after the school starts, please return the money to my classmates." ”

I waited for a long time and didn't receive a reply from him, and I couldn't help but start missing Mr. Zhuang again.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, scaring me in the quiet night, because I missed Mr. Zhuang so much, I was so dizzy that I saw the word "counselor" as Mr. Zhuang, so when I answered the phone, my tone was cheerful: "Mr. Zhuang, why haven't you slept yet?"

I admit that I have a demonic barrier because all the cells in my body are missing Mr. Zhuang.

The counselor paused, and his tone was a little bad: "That man's surname is Zhuang?"

It was as if I had been poured a basin of ice water on my head, and suddenly I woke up. I didn't know how to answer for a long time, and finally I had to change the topic: "Teacher, why haven't you slept yet, did I disturb you, I'm sorry." ”

"Uh, hehe...... I had a reunion with a group of old classmates, and I came back late, why haven't you slept yet?" he didn't ask about Mr. Zhuang again, I think I was one of the first students he led, which was really his misfortune.

I casually said that I couldn't sleep, and quickly asked about the envelope: "Teacher, I can't ask for this money, I'll bring it back to school and return it to you when school starts." ”

"Then I borrowed it from you, right?" he sighed sullenly, and suddenly began to mumble like a child, saying that I don't know how to take the money if I have it, is it stupid.

After listening for a while, I realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked him: "Teacher, this money is your own, right? I will study hard to get a scholarship in the new semester, and I have saved a little money as a tutor before, which is enough for me." ”

He suddenly burped, and then told me a lot of serious reasoning, and I heard it later to know that he had drunk too much. My uncle's tongue will turn into a big tongue if he drinks too much, but how does the counselor talk so slowly? If it weren't for the fact that he didn't start talking too much and didn't start to say the same words, I wouldn't have noticed.

I awkwardly interrupted him and was about to hang up, when he suddenly said, "Hee-hee, you're so disobedient. ”

I am very sensitive, and I don't think it's strange at all when acquaintances call me Xixi, but I remember very clearly the scene when Mr. Zhuang changed his name to Xixi. I always felt that the unfamiliar opposite sex would seem too ambiguous to call me that, and I hung up the phone in a panic.

I had a terrible night, I stayed up almost all night without closing my eyes. When I went to work the next day, I dozed off all the time and was scolded by the team leader several times.

The counselor's call came at lunchtime, and I hesitated for a long time to get through. He asked me what I had called him last night for, as if he didn't remember what he had said.

I had to tell him that I wanted to return the money to him, because I couldn't ask for it, and he hesitated for a while before he smiled awkwardly: "Shen Xi, we drank too much at our class reunion yesterday, if you say anything nonsense, don't worry." ”

"Teacher, you didn't say anything else. Except for the "Xixi", there were really no excessive words.

"Okay, that's good. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he spoke again, he suddenly became a little entangled, "Shen Xi, I ...... just now Uh, I received an anonymous email with a few photos, it seems like ...... Hey!"

My heart shrank suddenly, and I immediately thought of Su Qianwen, did she sue the wicked person first? Obviously, she stole my things first, why did she tell the counselor about me?

The counselor didn't tell me the contents of the email until I hung up the phone, and I stayed up until I got home from work, and the whole person was like a collapse, and even the thoughts of missing Mr. Zhuang were much lighter.

My grandmother would ask me every day if I had secretly contacted Mr. Zhuang, and I lied to her every time that I hadn't, and we really didn't keep in touch with each other except for saying goodnight. I don't know what his concerns are, but I was afraid of disturbing his work and disturbing his sleep.

But sooner or later, the counselor called again at ten o'clock in the evening, and this time his tone was quite bad: "Shen Xi, is that man's name Zhuang Yan? What were you doing when you took a leave of absence?"

"Teacher, why are you asking this? "I'm very unconfident, and my voice is very quiet.

"Someone anonymously reported to me that you were corrupting the school atmosphere, I have to find out the ins and outs of this matter, do you know how bad the impact will be if this spreads?"

I muffled and didn't know how to answer, if I couldn't read, my grandmother would definitely get sick.

The counselor waited for a while, as if he was a little disappointed: "Shen Xi, don't you explain and explain? You told me that this matter is not true, I definitely don't listen to this person's one-sided words." ”

"Teacher, if I say it's false, do you really believe it?" If a lie can solve the problem, I'm definitely willing to lie. I suddenly feel that I'm finished, and I've already left Mr. Zhuang, isn't it enough? Su Qianwen doesn't really want to bring me down, I have no grievances with her, why should I report me?

I don't know what the counselor said afterwards, but he came to my house the third day.

At that time, I had just gotten off work, sweating all over my body with a rancid smell, and I was very embarrassed. As soon as I entered the door, I saw him, blowing an electric fan, and carrying a beautiful backpack.

I was dumbfounded, I didn't expect him to come to my house again, and I didn't know how to entertain him in a panic.

My grandmother didn't think the counselor liked me, she was worried that the counselor had already known about my "adoption" by Mr. Zhuang, and thought that the counselor might come to my house so often because I was about to be fired, so she was at a loss for what to do with me.

But the counselor was so nice, and after seeing her grandmother's panic, she smiled and comforted her grandmother.

He showed me the anonymous email that night, and I don't know why he chose to believe me, but after reading it, I had a little bit of a bottom in my heart.

The anonymous whistleblower took a few photos of my diary, which were taken in a hurry, and some of the pictures were blurry and illegible.

The email said that I went to make a second wife during my leave of absence, and my suitcase and those designer clothes were the most powerful proof of this, and the price of those things was also marked. However, the whistleblower may not have had time to look closely at my diary, as she did not seem to know that I had given birth to Mr. Zhuang during the suspension period, and her statement in the email was the same as my grandmother thought, that I was adopted by Mr. Zhuang.

After reading it, my heart that had been hanging was slightly relieved.

But the counselor's expression was very solemn, and he gritted his teeth with a sad face: "Are these things true?" Shen Xi, as far as I know, you will not be this kind of girl who loves vanity. ”

But the diary on those photos is really my handwriting, which is why he is so entangled.

I was silent and didn't dare to look at him, and I was even glad that there was no mention of surrogacy.

Now, I'm not too afraid of these things being poked out, as long as the school doesn't expel me. In the future, I would have no choice but to bury my head in my studies and return to the state I had in my freshman year, but my attitude made the counselor angry.