Three days after the burial, Tong Lele lived in Splendid New Town and accompanied Shen Jiarong with Zhang's mother. 、

I'm afraid she will have some accidents, or she can't think about it.

It's just that three days have passed, and Shen Jiarong still looks smiling, eating when it's time to eat, and sleeping when it's time to sleep.

The more this is the case, the more worried Tong Lele becomes, she would rather her mother cry than be so abnormal.

"Mom, the weather outside is good, I'll push you out for a walk."

Shen Jiarong smiled and shook her head.

"No need, you push me to the study, I want to read a book."

"Oh!"

Tong Lele pushed Shen Jiarong to the study where Tong Tao usually works.

Then a lot of books came up from the shelves and put them in front of Shen Jiarong.

"How can I finish reading so many of your books."

"That mother, otherwise let's go out, it's so uncomfortable to be bored at home."

Shen Jiarong ignored Tong Lele, held the desk, Tong Lele hugged a stack of books, and flipped through them casually.

"If you have something to do, go out and get busy. You don't have to be with me, and I won't do stupid things. ”

Tong Lele shook his head vigorously, as the saying goes: if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if.

If something happens to Shen Jiarong when she leaves, who will she cry to.

"Mom, look at you, I sent a message to Qin Chu to ask him if he had a small sea plane."

Tong Lele sat on a sofa not far from Shen Jiarong, holding his mobile phone to send WeChat messages to Qin Chu, and looking back at Shen Jiarong from time to time.

Most of the books Tong Lele took were books related to Tong Tao's work during his lifetime, and there was nothing she wanted to read.

So Shen Jiarong opened Tong Tao's drawer and found a locked diary in the corner of the drawer.

The four-digit password, Shen Jiarong lost her birthday password without thinking about it, and then the diary was really opened.

This diary was the last one Tong Tao wrote after he found out he was sick.

It records his daily life, and Shen Jiarong found that the last sentence of each one was written to her.

"Jiarong, today Monday, the weather is very good, and Lele is pregnant with twins."

"Jia Rong, today Friday, your favorite show is about to start."

"Jiarong, today Wednesday, I went to the hospital, what should I do? Maybe I won't live long. ”

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Looking at the sentence at the bottom of each page, Shen Jiarong clenched her hands tightly into a fist, and then stuffed the diary into her clothes.

After tidying up his clothes, he had that familiar smile on his face.

"Lele, I'm a little tired, you push me back to the room to rest."

"Oh, okay."

Tong Lele didn't think much about it, and pushed Shen Jiarong back to the bedroom.

After helping Shen Jiarong to sit on it, Tong Lele was ready to take off her coat.

As a result, before he could make a move, he was pushed away by Shen Jiarong.

"You go, I'll take it off myself."

"Mom, I'll help you."

A trace of panic crossed Shen Jiarong's eyes, but she quickly returned to normal.

"No need, you go out and get busy, I want to sit down."

"Oh."

Tong Lele turned around and walked out of the room without stepping and closing the door.

Listening to Tong Lele's footsteps and walking away, Shen Jiarong took out Tong Tao's diary from her clothes and hugged her in her arms like a treasure.

It seems that Tong Tao can still be seen in front of him.

So serious, so nostalgic.

After all, she was sorry for him, if she could have told him the truth, wouldn't they have missed so many years?