The room is not big, with a small skylight at the top.

Turn on the lights, the light is warm,

Half a room white rag doll, half a room photo,

The white rag doll has "Chun" written on the head, and the photos are all Yuan Xiaochun, from the age of 15 to the present......

He Yan didn't have time to take a closer look at these,

At this time, he sat on this very comfortable soft cloth chair, and there was a half-man-high diary in his hand, and when he opened it, perhaps the power of words was more shocking......

Flip through the bottom book,

Page 1,

He wrote four words, "Under the pomegranate skirt." ”

On the second page, start keeping a diary.

"** March 18, cloudy.

walked to the second middle school and saw her at the door. ”

This is the first one.

"March 19, **, cloudy.

She went home alone. At least four boys followed her. ”

"On March 20, the year was fine.

Merial said she bought her new leather shoes, but the sneakers she wore to school today. ”

At first, the words were short, but they didn't stop for a day! Yes, the half-man-tall diary did not break for a day, and the day I read the last one was the day before the shooting.

In the first book, the handwriting is very correct, and it seems that he was copying Yan Zhenqing's Kai at that time.

Only one day, particularly sloppy,

"On April 20, the year was lightly raining.

Haven't found it yet. ”

The next day's handwriting was restored to elegant italics,

"On April 21, light rain.

She jumped off at ten o'clock last night. 10.10。 That person's birthday. ”

The first half of the second book is written in very few languages, and from October 15 onwards, the handwriting has increased significantly.

"** October 15, cloudy.

Merial died. ”

After that, the 16th began to be a whole sheet of records.

Very detailed,

Meria's background,

Every word Merial ever said to him...... He has a really good memory.

and his own thoughts......

After each detailed description, a very straight line is ...... Since he was a child, he has drawn circles and straight lines with one stroke, which is worse than a compass and straighter than a ruler. …… There will still be news of the day from her.

For example, on the day of the 16th, it was written:

Yuan Baojuan was handcuffed with himself at the funeral home. I think it's good to be sure that nothing happens. It's a pity that when his relatives and friends came, they hugged Yuan Xiaochun and cried, saying that the child's hands were bleeding. Solved.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yuan Xiaochun was still kneeling in the funeral home.

At nine-forty-five, it was gone.

The funeral parlor was far from the river, and she couldn't get there after ten o'clock.

I ran around the perimeter and saw no one. Exclude crashes.

At ten o'clock five I ran up to the rooftop,

She was climbing over the railing, and I picked her up. ”

Seeing this, He Yan had a headache, got up and went to the kitchen to boil some boiling water.

When boiling water, he propped his hands on the board, lowered his head and kept his eyes closed......

I made a cup of tea, brought it in, sat down, and continued to watch.

In the seven days of her mother's "first seven", there were two "ten o'clock and ten o'clock" a day, one in the morning and one in the evening, and she attempted suicide at least 14 times.

Seven days later, on October 21, he wrote:

"I said to her: The ghost door is closed, and after your father dies, you can try to kill yourself.

……

Her kissing skills are good. ”

He Yan didn't expect to sit on the soft cloth sofa and read these diaries for three or four days.

The food was brought in,

He also occasionally exercised, standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette and looking into the distance. But I have a bad habit of wanting to look at the clock every ten o'clock after ten o'clock.

The house is full of dust, he can't lie down, and he wants to do housework after reading the diary, anyway, he can't sleep, and if he wants to close his eyes and recuperate, he leans on the soft cloth sofa and squints.

The sixth book, that is, records that Yuan Xiaochun is seventeen years old,

"** On February 6, heavy snowfall.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, at midnight, there was the sound of firecrackers outside.

I entered her.

She said, why are you so jerky, it's not the first time.

I said, you've been through a lot of battles, so you're a little wasteful.

She started crying, saying I opened her scars.

I said, tomorrow you will enter the police academy, and the scars will be with you, and you will have to adapt to being exposed.

She cried again and said that she did not want to suffer.

I can't take care of her anymore, I do have to deal with her.

It was my first time and she really didn't know. ”

"On February 7, the year of the year, heavy snowfall.

She was crying on the road, how could there be a school on the first day of the new year.

The ingots are still chasing the car behind, the old ones are crying outside, and the young ones are crying in the car. It's a parting with life and death.

I parked the car and pushed her off the passenger seat. It's really annoying, definitely won't start on the first day of the new year, and the eighth day of the new year, but the place is cold, and the cold kang has to be burned for a week to be completely hot, and I still don't want to take advantage of my seven days off to warm the kang for her? ”

"On February 8, the year of the year, heavy snowfall.

She has mattress allergies and a fever, should I take her back? ”

"** February 9, heavy snowfall.

After sleeping with her for a day and a night, she said in a daze, He Yan, I want to pull poop. I said, I've been hungry all day, and there's something pulling out. She said, "Why do I want to fart?" I said, put it in your mouth and try it. She'd toss me and go out to take her a pee, and I'd have to freeze my legs. ”

"** February 10, heavy snowfall.

It's finally getting better. I survived. ”

The twenty-second book, Yuan Xiaochun is twenty-one years old.

"** October 10th, fine.

I chose to get married today, and she hated me to death.

But I put the wedding dress on her bed, and it was obvious that she was pouting and grinning.

Seeing me half-kneeling in front of Qi Shuangchen at night, she hated me again.

At zero o'clock, when I entered her, she didn't wake up when I tossed her like that.

Also, she drinks a lot of alcohol and likes to drink the strongest, but tonight she took sleeping pills......"

"** October 11th, fine.

She washed her stomach a few times,

My hands and feet have been cold,

Isn't it, forget it, don't raise her emotional intelligence like this......"

"On October 12 of the ** year, it was sunny.

She said, He Yan, I have a favorite, you also have a favorite, we are equal. I figured it out, this marriage model is good, I did something stupid the night before.

I shouldn't have asked, but I couldn't help but ask her, who is your favorite,

She raised her hands, crossed her index and middle fingers, and shook them.

Double Ten,

She said, it's always been him, you don't know yet?

I think that she can't be soft-hearted, her emotional intelligence must be cultivated! ”

Seeing this, it was already the early morning of the third day when he started reading the diary.

He Yan began to do housework,

Everything that can be washed at home is washed, including screens and doors that can be removed.

It's all clean and looks like it's his taste.

The next day was a sunny day,

He took all her winter coats and cotton clothes to the balcony and dried them.

All the food in the fridge was thrown away, including her snacks.

In the past few days, I went downstairs and went to the supermarket to buy a big car and came back. It also includes her snacks, which are exactly the same as the ones she just lost, and even put them in the refrigerator in a mess that are exactly the same as just now!

I don't ask anyone to deliver the food, so I make it at home.

The next diary to look at is to lie in bed and read,

Looking at it, he actually fell asleep,

Really, asleep.

I hadn't slept so deeply since I woke up in a coma, including the last time I took a nap in her arms, or, fooling around with her for two days without getting out of bed and occasionally squinting...... It's not that heavy. Perhaps, this is home, his real home......