The ashtray was originally pressed against a notebook, but after she took it away, the notebook was immediately rustled by the wind blowing outside the window, and then the door of the study closed with a loud bang.

She walked over to the window and closed it, then walked back to her desk to put the diary away.

Inadvertently, she glanced at the diary, and those words were written crookedly, which should have been the diary that Lu Tianyi had started writing when he was very young.

She quickly closed the diary, knowing that it was unethical to peek at someone else's diary.

Even her son shouldn't be peeking.

She pressed the ashtray against the diary.

Looking at the diary that was pressed by the ashtray, her heart was full of curiosity, and she wanted to know what the diary Lu Tianyi wrote when he was an hour would be written?

She struggled with her heart for several minutes, and finally she couldn't resist her curiosity, she still took the ashtray and opened the diary to look.

Turning the first page, she saw a yellowed piece of paper, folded well, sandwiched in the first page, she wanted to know about her son's past, she couldn't help it, she opened the yellowed paper, and it was a painting.

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.

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

November 20 is Lu Tianyi's birthday.

Her eyes were completely moist when she looked at the painting, and at the end two lines of tears dripped from her eyes.

Her hands trembled slightly as she held the painting.

When Lu Tianyi was one year old and four months old, she sent him back to the Lu family, and he left her side for twenty-six years, and she really owed him too much for these twenty-six years.

Looking at this picture, she knew how much Lu Tianyi longed for mother's love, but she didn't do a good job, and she was a very unqualified mother.

Two lines of tears fell uncontrollably and fell directly on the diary.

With blurred eyes, she saw her tears falling on her son's notebook, and she was startled, afraid of damaging his diary, so she quickly reached out and pulled out a few tissues to wipe away the tears from the diary.

When I looked down to wipe my notebook, my eyes fell on the crooked and upside-down font.

On November 20, 20XX, my grandparents and I came back to Cloud City for our first birthday.

November 20, 20XX, is his 6th birthday, that year she was in the country of M, which was far away, bought a cake and lit six candles and celebrated her birthday with more than 3-year-old Happy, 3 and a half years old Happy was already very sensible, saw the birthday cake and six candles, and asked her, Mom, whose birthday is today, she lied casually at that time, today is Mom's birthday, and her birthday will be November 20 every year.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall with a tissue and sniffed.

Raise your heavy right hand and turn the second page.

On June 1, 20XX, Children's Day, the class organized a celebration of June 1st and invited parents to participate.

It was written on Children's Day when he was six and a half years old, the fifth Children's Day she owed him.

Lift the hands that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and turn the third page.

ON NOVEMBER 20, 20XX, I CAME BACK TO YUNCHENG'S SECOND BIRTHDAY, 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.

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