She walked into the study and looked around, but didn't see Lu Tianyi, and was about to leave. A gust of wind blew from the window, and the curtains hanging from the window drifted directly to the desk. The house is by the sea, on the top floor, and it is very windy.

Chen Yuxin walked to the window and closed it a little smaller.

Then she wanted to tie up the curtains, just now the wind was strong, and she had blown up the curtains and spread them on the desk, she grabbed the curtains and pulled them hard, and the curtains on the desk were pulled down, and then she heard a "pop" sound, it should be a book or something like that fell to the floor.

After she had tied the curtains, she walked over to her desk and saw an old book, with a little yellowing of the pages, and the open journal had fallen to the floor.

She bent down to pick up the diary, and as she held it, a gust of wind blew in through the crack in the window, and the pages of the diary rustled up by the wind, and then one of the pages of the journal fell out and was blown into the corner of the wall.

Chen Yuxin put the diary on the desk, and then she walked over and picked up the paper, which was an A4 large piece of drawing paper, the drawing paper had been yellowed, and the drawing paper was originally folded and sandwiched in the diary, but it had been opened after being blown by the wind.

She wanted to fold the paper and put it back in the diary, Lu Tianyi's personal things, she didn't plan to read it without his consent.

But when she folded the paper, she unconsciously saw that the paper was a drawing, and the picture caught her eye.

Unable to control her hands, she opened the picture and held it in both hands to look at it.

There is a round table and a chair in the paper, on which is a cake is placed, and on the chair is a woman, the woman is wearing a headscarf, a smiling mother, and a little boy wearing a red scarf, sitting on the woman's lap, holding the woman's waist tightly with both hands, resting his head on his mother's chest, tilting his head, looking at his mother and smiling very brightly.

Her hands trembled slightly as she held the painting.

At the bottom of the painting is written: Mother's Arms, November 20, 20XX.

November 20 is his birthday.

This is almost 20 years from now, and it was painted on his seventh birthday.

Holding this painting, Chen Yuxin felt like she was holding a thousand-pound object, which made her a little breathless.

Her eyes were sour, and two lines of tears flowed down her mind.

At noon she saw that the balcony was full of carnations, and she thought it strange at the time, but now she finally understood that a boy who lacked maternal love was looking for his maternal love.

She approached her desk and pulled two tissues from her tissue box to wipe tears from her face.

Fold the drawing, open the journal and put the folder back.

She is someone who doesn't like to peek at other people's secrets without their consent.

But the moment she opened the diary, she didn't want to go back.

On the first page, the words are a little crooked, and it is very difficult to write one stroke at a time, on November 20, 20XX, my grandparents and I came back to Yuncheng for our first birthday.

It was written on his 6th birthday.

On the second page, June 1, 20XX, Children's Day, the class organized a celebration of June 1st, inviting parents to participate, other children are their mothers to accompany them to play games, and I am grandma to accompany me to play games.

Seeing this, Chen Yuxin was already sobbing.

THE THIRD PAGE, NOVEMBER 20, 20XX, THE SECOND BIRTHDAY OF RETURNING TO CLOUD CITY, THIS YEAR IS SO LIVELY, IN ADDITION TO MY GRANDPARENTS ACCOMPANYING ME, THERE ARE ALSO TWO GUESTS, AUNT WEN AND THE NAUGHTY GUAN ZHI CHENG.

I don't know how to write Shengzi, he uses pinyin.

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