Ning family.

When Li Zhiyan came, she had already explained to Ning's father and mother that she was here today for Ning Junan's diary.

Father Ning smoked silently.

The smoke almost obscured his face.

As early as before Li Zhiyan entered the door, there was already a strong smell of smoke in the house.

Ning's mother was full of sadness.

She looked at Li Zhiyan for a long time before she sighed: "How do you know about this diary?" ”

In fact, she could guess the answer.

"It was Jun University's roommate who told me." Li Zhiyan lied without blinking.

She learned from Lin Dong that Ning Junan's diary was written all the way to the university.

A thick diary, probably written for years.

"College roommates?" Mother Ning was puzzled.

"Yes. I didn't have much contact with Ah Jun's college roommates before, but after the original singer was broadcast last night, he took the initiative to contact me and asked me if I knew about Ah Jun's diary. He also said that they all think that Ah Jun and I are ...... in the dormitory."

Li Zhiyan's eyelids drooped.

"Auntie, I just hope to get something that can be used to commemorate Ah Jun......"

Father Ning, who had not spoken, got up.

He walked quickly to Ning Junan's room.

He took out a black notebook the size of an A4 with the height of a one-dollar coin.

Finally, put it in front of Li Zhiyan.

"You take it."

The man snorted.

Mother Ning's eyes widened: "You? ”

"Give it to her!" Father Ning's tone was unquestionable.

Li Zhiyan hurriedly picked up the diary and cherished it in his arms.

She got up and bowed to Ning's father and Ning's mother: "Thank you, uncle, thank you, auntie, I will definitely take good care of it." ”

"Let's go." Father Ning waved his hand, lit another cigarette, and smoked hard, and a small half of the ash appeared.

Ning's mother had already walked to the door and opened the door for Li Zhiyan.

Downstairs in Ning's house, there was a car to pick up Li Zhiyan.

Li Zhiyan got into the car.

The driver has good driving skills and the carriage is stable.

She flipped through the diary.

There is only one sentence on the title page.

[Borrow a wisp of affection, ask from afar how to send]

Just looking at these twelve words, Li Zhiyan felt a burst of grief.

This is clearly a sentence she scribbled in high school.

Turn another page.

The first diary is the date after the end of military training in high school.

After so many years, Li Zhiyan is not sure if he has misremembered the time.

But looking at Ning Junan's record, she knew that it was right.

On August 30th, it was just the end of military training, and on the 31st, there was a holiday, and I had to go to school the next day.

Ning Junan's diary was written from the evening of the 30th.

***

[August 30, 20X5]

I used to live in school, and my evening time was also occupied by military training, so I couldn't find a suitable time to start recording. Today is a holiday, picked a notebook. Then start writing in your journal tonight.

I'm not sure how long I'll continue to write, but the moment I pick up the pen, I think of her.

Before the start of self-study on the evening of the 23rd, I relied on myself to recognize the seats. She sat right in front of me.

As soon as the evening self-study began, the homeroom teacher was rearranging the seats. Everyone else's positions were disrupted, but she still sat in front of me.

That night, it was noisy in the classroom.

Everyone was discussing all sorts of things, and some people were asking about the results of the high school entrance examination.

I heard her laughing with the others.

For some reason, I thought her voice was so nice, a bit like a spring, tinkling in the water. The classroom was very stuffy, and just listening to her made me feel refreshed.

The head teacher asked us all to go up and introduce ourselves. She was ahead of me.

Li Zhiyan.

I finally knew her full name. I've been called by her name before, and I can guess her full name, but there's always a sense of inaccuracy, like what I know is false.

During military training, the girls were in the front and the boys were in the back, and she happened to be in front of me.

Many times I watched her body tremble slightly.

This year, the weather was particularly hot, and the sun was shining brightly for seven days of military training. I thought many times that she should faint like the other girls, but she didn't.

Again and again, she held on.

Did I suddenly want to write a diary just for her?

I don't believe in love at first sight.

……

[March 14, 20X6]

In the previous class, it was rumored that the class was about to be divided, and our class will be divided before the second year of high school, and the specific time has not yet been determined.

Now, it's finally out.

We started talking about whether to choose a liberal arts or a science major. I definitely chose science, but I was a little worried about which subject she would choose.

Her physics is good. If I hadn't put a lot of effort into physics in private, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to compare to her. But she is too poor in chemistry, and she is very good in history, politics and geography, and has no weaknesses. Many people think she should choose liberal arts.

I'm a little worried.

I always refused to admit that I liked her before, but it's been more than half a year, I should have to admit it, right?

I really have a crush on her.

……

[March 23, 20X6]

The class announcement came out, and she was in the same class as me. When I went to the new classroom door to look at the seating chart in the afternoon, she still sat in front of me. But the teacher should still change the seat after moving the classroom, right? I wonder if she and I will be transferred?

She even told me before that she chose liberal arts!

She actually lied to me! Obviously, she also chose science.

When I see her tomorrow, I'm sure I'm going to laugh at her.

Forget it, I'm going to do this, and the guys in the class must be even more heckling. Obviously, everyone secretly has a lot of coaxing, why do I still have no reaction to her? Is it just my delusion that she likes me too?

[March 24, 20X6]

She's still sitting in front of me!

The new class discipline is much worse than before, and it is not easy for her, the deputy class leader, to be asked by the teacher to help manage discipline, but everyone doesn't listen to her much. I watched her go crazy in the evening self-study.

When she came up to the podium and slapped the table, she was so angry that her face turned red.

I tapped her on the shoulder, but she ignored me. I stole a bit of a position, only to see that her eyes were a little red.

By the way, she deliberately draped her hair down tonight, and her long black hair hung down, which should be able to hide her expression of wanting to cry.

I would love to hug her, but I can't.

……

[September 30, 20X6]

Tomorrow is the long holiday, and now I'm back home.

The thought of not being able to see her for seven days doesn't make me feel very good.

It's pretty much the same during the summer vacation. During that time, I was looking forward to the start of school, forget it, I still don't want to do it so much, this time the teacher assigned a lot of homework, especially chemistry, a lot of test papers, even I don't want to do it.

Every time the evening test is a chemistry test paper, she will definitely look at the test paper in a daze, biting her finger or biting the tip of her pen.

This habit is not good at all.

Many times, she wrote that she took the physics practice questions for the chemistry evening test.

My weaving cigarette, do you know that you can get a perfect score in physics, but you can't get a passing grade in chemistry! Don't be nervous yet!

…… What am I writing above? I really want to cross it out. Still don't scratch it.

This time, the chemistry teacher is really ruthless, five chemistry test papers, enough to write. I'm sure she'll be back at school on the afternoon of the 7th, and she'll be asked for her chemistry homework.

I don't want to copy it from her, but there must be someone else willing to lend it to her.

Why don't I finish it earlier and ask her out to do my homework together?