The man raised his head slightly, frowning, "This diary is a bit strange." ”

His slender index finger rested on the edge of the book, his bones distinct, and the light came in through the windowsill, and the mottled shadow fell on it.

"What was written?" Song Nianan stretched her neck and couldn't see the contents of the book, she stood on tiptoe directly, pulled Jiang Shen's cuffs with her hands, and pulled down.

The upside-down character was unrecognizable for a while, and the body unconsciously moved in the direction of the front of the font.

5.11, sunny day.

I was invited by the principal of Yucai Middle School to teach.

I agreed, and I'm on my way now.

5.12, sunny.

The view of the extreme reverse outside the car was beautiful, and I watched all the way and was in a good mood.

It's been a long time since I've seen so many people.

5.13, cloudy.

A well-mannered gentleman sat in front of me, a very strange man.

5.14, sunny.

It turned out to be a special teacher who was also invited by Yucai Middle School.

This is probably fate.

5.15, sunny.

He said that he fell in love with me at first sight, and that his previous unsmiling was out of shyness and overwhelm.

He doesn't look easy to get along with, but he's good enough and outstanding, and he's the type I like.

5.16, sunny.

Yucai School is far away, and it will take several days to get there.

There seemed to be a light rain outside the window, but I was in a good mood.

We identified the relationship.

5.17, cloudy.

I had a little argument with him in the car and he made me trust him.

5.18, sunny.

Yucai learned that a very attractive woman received us, and she let us call her Xue. Xue arranged me and him in a two-bedroom apartment, and in my twenty years or so, I had never lived with a man I didn't know very well.

This is crazy!

It also makes me curious.

I don't resist that.

"That's all?" This is a diary written with a female vision.

It should have been written from the day you received the invitation.

"It's gone." Jiang Shen flipped through two places and said with certainty.

There are still most of the blank ones in the back that are useless.

Song Nian'an took the book in Jiang Shen's hand, and turned it twice without believing in evil, but it was really not, she wanted to turn to the pages she saw again, but she couldn't turn it.

It's just a two-finger thick book, how can you just read it and then can't find it.

"I can't find what I just saw!" She handed the book to the man: "You flip through it?" ”

Could it be because of her personal reasons?

Jiang Shen took it, flipped through it a few times, and the last page was quickly skimmed through, all of which were blank.

"This thing should have something we want to know." Nothing just now can be explained by common sense.

"This diary mentions that Yucai Middle School should be this school, and this house used to live in a couple." Song Nianan thought back to see the content of the Tao, she could only know this.

"You're right." Jiang Shen put the diary back in its original place.

"How did you put it back?" Song Nianan wanted to take it down and study it again.

"I don't know who wrote this thing, but you have to know that today is 5.19." Jiang Shen took out two more books from the bookshelf and flipped through them at random, and the boring things always made him quickly give up.

"yes, what's wrong? Shouldn't we take a closer look at the diary to see if there's anything in it? "Not at all.

"Remember the date of the diary?" The river depth point is about to stop.

Song Nianan blinked his eyes and thought, and suddenly his pupils shrank: "5...... 5.18！ ”

"If you want to see anything else, you'll have to wait until tomorrow, or maybe it's evening." No one writes a diary of the day at noon.

"How do you know?" Didn't the two of them come into contact with the same thing? Why does it feel like the other party knows a lot more than she does?

"I'm talking nonsense." The man opened the door, stepped on the door, leaned sideways and asked, "Do you want to stay here?" ”

Don't dare, the other party made it clear that he wanted to leave, and he couldn't stay alone, even if the study was filled with sunlight from the windowsill.

It still feels cold and swishy.

Song Nianan hurriedly crossed Jiang Shen and left the study.

"How the hell do you think we're going to leave?" Song Nianan couldn't stand this feeling at all, and her nerves were tense all the time.

"I don't know."

The man was very indifferent, and among the people Song Nianan had come into contact with in the past, he had never met him. The other party doesn't seem to be in a hurry about when he can leave, Wen Tun's chronic son is really going to be angry with Song Nian'an.

When is it, still playing cool.

I don't know how lethal these three words are, and the topic is ended.

Song Nianan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, Jiang Shen was also very in the mood to turn on the TV set that looked like a vintage, and changed to a central station in a serious way to watch the news.

What's so good about the news.

After ten minutes, Song Nian'an's mind was gradually attracted.

It must be the reason why she is too bored, she doesn't like to watch TV on weekdays.

She explained from the bottom of her heart.

Thirty minutes later, she was already sitting in the same posture as Jiang Shen unconsciously, and occasionally she would ask a few words out loud if she didn't understand, and Jiang Shen could always use very simple words to make her understand quickly.

For a while, the relationship between the two seemed to have eased a little.

Of course, this is just a one-sided belief by men.

In Song Nian'an's eyes, Jiang Shen is still so difficult to get along with.

Even if sometimes the other party's actions are full of gentlemanly demeanor.

That's just a gentleman's demeanor engraved in the bones.

She thinks so.

The first three days of school are given by the principal, so that they have plenty of time to prepare what they need in life, and of course, it is great if they are willing to take the time to understand the situation on campus and the content of the tutorials they are responsible for.

In the afternoon, under the leadership of Teacher Fang, Song Nianan and Jiang Shen walked around Yucai Middle School.

It happened to be class time, and occasionally a few students hurried past them.

The middle school is very big, and Song Nian'an's soles of his feet hurt.

She hadn't walked a few steps, her waist was sore, her legs were sore, and she was sweating all over her body, and she knew that such a situation would occur.

Usually it looks okay, only she understands how weak her body is, and she has taken a lot of tonics, but she doesn't know what is wrong, and she is very empty.

When I was a child, I met a monk who had attained the Tao, saying that she wanted to take her to practice, otherwise she would not be able to store the essence in her body, and people could live comfortably by relying on that essence.

She was not happy to live or die, and finally became a rich sick seedling.

"Is Teacher Song uncomfortable?" Teacher Fang noticed Song Nian'an's strange appearance and said worriedly.

"I'm out of breath." She stopped and took two deep breaths before she felt better, her chest was very tight just now, and there was a burst of darkness in front of her from time to time.

"It seems that Mr. Song exercises too little on weekdays, so he has to go out more in the future." Teacher Fang turned around and stopped in front of Song Nian'an, and sincerely suggested.

"It's useless to exercise, my small body is weak and I can't move, so it's only suitable for lying down and leaning and sitting." What he said was true, for Song Nian'an, life is about stillness.

"Teacher Song is really good at laughing." Teacher Fang made it clear that he didn't believe Song Nian'an's rhetoric, especially when he saw Jiang Shen holding someone's arm with one hand and letting the other party lean against him.

Tut-tut, dare to be coquettish.

Song Nianan was supported by Jiang Shen, and it was indeed a lot more comfortable.

In fact, although this person is a little difficult to get along with, he is definitely a very reliable person.

"Go back to the dormitory first, and the school can go around tomorrow." Jiang Shen half-hugged it and knew that the real situation of the woman was much more serious than what she said.

The back is full of sweat, and there is too much out.

The face is also pale.

"Actually, it was done quickly." Teacher Fang is a little overwhelmed, men care too much, and women are too pretentious.

"Teacher Fang, you should still have a lot to do, let's go back first, thank you today." Jiang Shen looked at the woman in front of him gently, and his eyebrows were full of alienation.

Obviously, she has been in this school longer than the other party, but at this moment, she was completely shocked by the other party's aura.

"Thank you, just say it to me when you need it." The steps given by the other party, Mr. Fang went down.

Looking at the back of the man leaving with the woman half-hugged, it is really envious, jealous and hateful!

Song Nianan would never force herself to do something she didn't like, and Jiang Shen's actions were very much in line with her wishes.

If it weren't for the fact that her tone didn't come up just now and she couldn't speak, she would definitely say the same thing as Jiang Shen.

"What medicine did you take before?" When he first saw her in the carriage, he knew that the other party's pocket was cleaner than his face.

"No pills." Song Nianan still remembers eating some when he was young, and when he grew up a little later, he never touched it again after he understood that it was useless.

"I can't eat well." She emphasized.

The hill between the man's eyebrows grew higher and higher as she answered, and the look in his eyes was complicated.

He didn't believe that there was no medicine in this world.

"You might as well pick me up in the air, princess." Walking like this, she was also tired.

Song Nianan didn't feel that his request was too shameless at all.

Jiang Shen was even more willing.

The man's arms are quite powerful, he can easily hug the princess, and he walks very steadily, his back is straight and straight, and he will not bend at all because of Song Nian'an's weight.

"Thank you." After returning to the house, Jiang Shen poured a glass of honey water for the person.

A faint sweetness spread in his mouth, and Song Nianan slowly became comfortable.

Song Nianan squinted on the sofa for a while, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

In the past two days, she found that the time of the day seemed to be very short, and the time of the night seemed to be as long as two days.

There was no light in the living room, and Jiang Shen was not there.

Song Nianan wrapped the small quilt on his body tightly, walked to the study, and found that Jiang Shen was not there, and he also glanced at the balcony outside, and no one was there.

Then there is only one place.