87_878013 (xxxv) diary

Soar all the way back to the villa.

Pushed open the door of the villa in a panic, and then looked around, there was a sense of expectation. There is no trace of Jiang Zheyu at all, and it seems that he has not come back yet.

"Are you looking for me?" I heard a voice behind me and turned to look at Jiang Zheyu.

At the moment, he was still in a black suit, standing there on crutches, looking very tall.

I was happy for a moment, ran in the direction of Jiang Zheyu, and then hugged him.

"You're so enthusiastic, I don't even know how to deal with it." The corners of Jiang Zheyu's mouth rose and whispered softly in my ear. The warm breath lingered in my ears.

I let go of Jiang Zheyu, and then raised my eyes to look at Jiang Zheyu. "So what?" I asked him, provocatively.

Jiang Zheyu glanced at me, and I laughed unscrupulously. Then Jiang Zheyu's kiss fell, it was intense, and I didn't expect it at all.

Then Jiang Zheyu let go of me and still looked at me with that gaze. "So don't look at me like that."

There was Yan zhòng's ambiguous feelings in these words, and I looked at Jiang Zheyu and was a little unconvinced. His gaze was no better than mine.

"I have some things to deal with, you stay here and don't run around." His words were like educating a child.

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She didn't notice his gaze, and there was a moment of forbearance.

As soon as I entered the room, I locked the door. This is a rare move by Jiang Zheyu, and then sweep all the things on the entire coffee table off the ground, as if he was venting some kind of bad feelings.

I remember that when I went to check all the women around Yuan Zhiwen this time, he would not forget the woman who was stored on the graduation photo.

"'It was a long time ago, Zhiwen and her have always had a good relationship, and we have always envied him.'

Are you telling the truth? ’

I don't remember this thing very clearly, and I can't lie to you about what happened back then. ’

His graduation photo talks about the events of that year. ”

Jiang Zheyu's eyes fell on the graduation photo, a black and white graduation photo at that time had been around for a long time, and the corners were still a little white.

Jiang Zheyu clenched his fists tightly, and his right hand was very stiff.

The mobile phone vibrate, and Jiang Zheyu relieved himself and went to answer the phone.

"Mr. Jiang, are you going to leave soon?" Zhang Qi's phone call, business attitude.

"yes, did you contact the people at the nursing home?" Jiang Zheyu asked in a steady tone.

"I've been contacted, and I've prepared a room for a temporary rest."

"I see." Jiang Zheyu hung up the phone.

Then he sat quietly for a while, as if thinking about something, and then got up.

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"I need to get out for a while." Jiang Zheyu is still smiling like that.

"What's the matter, just come back and want to leave?" I looked at Jiang Zheyu, have you been so busy lately?

"I'm going to a nursing home." Jiang Zheyu looked at me.

"A sanatorium?" As soon as I mentioned the sanatorium, I guessed that it was about Jiang Zheyu's mother, Xia Yan. "What's wrong?" I guess nothing will happen.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's just that an old man wants to meet my mother." Jiang Zheyu looked calm, and it really didn't look like there was anything.

"Go early and come back early." Then I don't have anything to say.

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The next day, it was still the same life as usual.

"Knock knock." The sound of a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Yuan Youli, who came in, walked over to me with a copy of Wen Jiàn in her hand.

I smiled at her. "Sister." It's just that I don't know how much of the meaning of these words is true.

"Chengcheng's condition has stabilized a lot, I have already made an appointment with a doctor, I think it is necessary to sue you." This is a rare situation, Yuan Youli and I have basically only talked about business in Weiqian, and she took the initiative to talk to me.

"Sometimes the treatment of Cheng Cheng does not require medication, and I will accompany him more." I've always been relaxed about inheritance, and sometimes I think maybe we're too selfish, so selfish that we're too selfish in some things.

"Thank you." Yuan Youli seems to have said too much to me for the inheritance.

"I think I've made it very clear, Seung-seung is my younger brother." She was too rusty, as if we were not a mother's child, like half a century apart.

"Here's for you." Yuan Youli handed me the information bag in her hand.

I took it and looked at her with some confusion. "What is this?"

"This is what my grandmother left behind, and I don't know much about what you said, and I think it might help you. That's what I paid back to you. Yuan Youli doesn't seem to want to owe me favors at all, and she really wants to draw a line with me in some things, even if she takes out her so-called weight.

"If you give me this, you're not afraid that I'll break the contract?" I asked Yuan Youli if she was too risky to do so.

"Even if we don't owe each other." What she said was as simple as two pieces of money.

"No, Yuan Youli, you owe me a lot." I replied calmly to her words. "But I never wanted you to pay it back."

I don't want to listen to what she says, over and over again.

"I'm still the same sentence, Wei Qian will never give it to you. We'll be sisters in the future. The word "sister" that Yuan Youli said bluntly in her mouth is just a promise that will not be fulfilled in my opinion.

"Hopefully we'll have that day." The day you truly become sisters.

Yuan Youli looked at me, I don't know if she understood the meaning of my words.

"The woman in the photo bears a bit of a resemblance to your eyebrows." Yuan Youli smiled at me, but she looked very bitter.

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After Yuan Youli left, I immediately poured out the contents of the information bag.

Of course, that photo is still there, the one I saw at Yuan's house before. Pictures of the father and another woman are still there. I just thought that the woman in the photo was my father's former lover, but I didn't think that she might be my mother.

There was nothing identifiable inside, just a white photograph of his father and, of course, a thick diary.

Although the diary is yellow, the handwriting of the pen can be faintly seen. It was my father's handwriting, and I read the words in the diary carefully.

There's a lot of poetry stuff in the diary. I don't know if the owner of this diary is my mother, but I've read those sentences.

"You were wearing a floral dress that day

Gently walked towards me

You smile at me

Same with sunlight. ”

I looked at these words and it seemed that my father liked this girl very much, and I could still feel my father's love in my father's words.

But does the girl in the diary love her father?

I don't think so, because my father wrote about it in his diary later.

"You smile at him on the playground

The smile was piercing

It's tiresome, even annoying."