Shao Lin looked at the thick notepad in front of him, hesitating whether to open it, not knowing whether he was resisting to visit the scene of his brothers' sacrifice again, or not wanting to really see Chen Yingyang's tragic past as Gu Baiyi said.

didn't let Shaolin get entangled, and a crisp bell immediately interrupted his swaying.

"Team Shao, it's me, Yingyang."

"Hmm... What's wrong? Shaolin looked down at the unfamiliar number and secretly filled in the notes, and his heart blossomed.

"You were in too much of a hurry just now, and I didn't even have time to tell you how to open the diary."

"Huh?"

"Open your diary and take a look."

Shaolin obediently opened the diary and looked at it, but he didn't find anything special except that only one side of each piece of paper was written.

It's all some trivial things written by Chen Yi, a little confusing before I have time to ask, and I said on the other end of the phone:

"You turn to the side where there are no words, take a cotton swab and dip it in iodine, and smear it on the paper to see what you want to see."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, then you see."

Toot toot, Shao Lin looked at the hang-up interface and was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but pat the back of his head, while secretly scolding himself for being stupid as soon as he met Chen Yingyang's brain, and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find iodine wine.

I don't know how long I searched for it, but I finally took out a dirty bottle of iodine from the corner.

Saulin washed his dusty hands, sat down and gently wiped the blank paper with a cotton swab dipped in iodine, and the words began to emerge.

Compared with the delicate handwriting in the front, the words on this side are more flamboyant and domineering.

I don't know how long it took to wipe it, Shao Lin went from being cautious before to then wanting to splash all the iodine wine on the paper.

Shao Lin rubbed his sore wrist and looked at the full iodine wine to see the bottom, but half of the paper was not smeared, so he could only resign himself to a little bit first, otherwise he didn't know when to toss.

Shao Lin turned back to the first page of the book, hesitating whether to read it together with the trivial daily life, for fear of missing the important content, but also not wanting to waste time.

Maybe I wanted to know more about it, so I read the content on both sides of the paper together, and after reading a few chapters, I found that although the content on both sides was written by one person, the timeline was not on the same one.

Qingxiu's text records Chen Yi's youthful past, and she, like other girls, was also innocent and romantic, yearning for love and life.

It's just that a terrible marriage has landed her in hell.

After countless domestic violence, she pulled out the fruit knife at home and stabbed it into her husband's chest, and when she found that the person was out of breath, she couldn't talk about panic, only a sense of comfort, and suddenly found that killing someone was not a big deal.

Chen Yi maintained her calm and surrendered herself, the new and old injuries on her body were all crimes left by her husband, plus she surrendered, and was sentenced to ten years.

Perhaps it was the victory of the rebellion that gave her a sense of pleasure, as she took all the bullying she had received during the day, and at night she sat there sharpening her toothbrush, a battle that ended with her sticking it into the neck of the prison boss.

Since then, she has lived a life of calling for wind and rain, even if she is out of prison, she has not been educated in prison to go out and behave well, she began to entangle the crowd according to the ninth-rate things she learned in prison, and earned money to lose her conscience, and became Chen Yi later.