Tang Shan did find something left by Jiang Suping in the bridge cave of Dongli Bridge.

He was about to flee that day, and on the way to the train station, he passed the Dongli Bridge, and because he was afraid that he might be in trouble with Zhou Weiliang's account book, he turned into the bridge hole and stuffed the book into a very inconspicuous crack in the wall.

At that time, Tang Shan's idea was that in that notebook, there were several heavyweight names in the town, and it was a pity to throw them away, and to stay, maybe one day they could play a role.

Until now, he didn't know what the book was for. At least it didn't help Jiang Suping, who was in prison.

Tang Shan didn't expect that he would return to this place a few days later. In the crack of the very inconspicuous wall, he found the notebook he had left behind, and on top of the notebook, he pulled out another blue diary.

There is no doubt that it was something that Jiang Suping left him.

There may be some hidden secrets recorded on it. The story of him and her, about the origins of this case.

Tang Shan roughly reproduced the situation that morning in his mind: he walked alone in front, and Jiang Suping followed sadly behind. The moment he turned into the bridge hole, Jiang Suping must have been waiting quietly at one end of the bridge.

Tang Shan came out of the bridge and continued to walk towards the train station, Jiang Suping also turned into the bridge hole, found the crack in the wall where Tang Shan hid the notebook, and stuffed the blue diary he carried with him into the same crack in the wall.

She had the diary with her at the time, was she planning to find a suitable opportunity to hand it over to him herself?

Tang Shan pulled the diary out of the crack in the wall and held it in both hands, as if holding Jiang Suping's heart. There seems to be a temperature, and it is still beating.

Tang Shan sat on the mud floor and turned the first page, which was a font that he was once very familiar with, and he suddenly burst into tears, and sighed to himself:

"How long has it been since I've seen her writing?"

That silhouette once made his heart surging and trembling countless times. If he hadn't chosen to run away from school in the first place, would he have been able to print his first kiss on this side face?

Tang Shan raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, adjusted his gaze, and saw the first line of text written by Jiang Suping:

"I never imagined that my love would end before it officially began. I was unwilling. ”

The second line reads: "If I had known this was the case, I would not have waited." I thought there was still enough time in life to hone your patience and enough time to build your confidence. ”

Line 3: "I didn't expect you to retreat and flee, the time span is so long." In the end, I never dreamed that it would be me who would end this long wait. ”

Fourth line: "You know what? Tang Shan, in the long years of waiting, I hated you countless times. Countless times I have tried to erase you from my memory completely; I've vowed countless times to start over in time and space without you.

"But each time I find it sad that I can't.

"I can't help but rummage through my head, and you've always stood at the top of this messy pile of memories. Countless times I have faced you in my memory, I am like facing a work of art with many flaws, picky, regretful, and even hateful, but I can't help but play with it repeatedly.

"Say, am I poisoned? You're the poisoner. Don't pretend to be innocent.

"Until the moment I plunged the knife into the thug's chest, I suddenly stopped hating you. At that moment, my heart was clear, and it turned out that all this was my fate.

"I am destined to pick up a knife and end my own life and my love in the same way that I end someone else's life. No matter how patient I was, I couldn't wait for the outcome of this love. ”

This page is written to the back, and the handwriting is rather sloppy. In the lower part of the paper, there are many round or oval imprints, which must be the result of Jiang Suping's tears while writing.

Tang Shan's vision is also like Jiang Suping's handwriting, and the more he looks at it, the more blurred it becomes. He didn't know he had read it to tears. Jiang Suping's scattered words are the only ones in the world who can read them.

The light in the bridge cave was already poor, and his eyes were disturbed by tears, Tang Shan could no longer read, so he closed the diary, stood up and walked out of the bridge cave. Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment, and then stuffed Zhou Weiliang's ledger back into the crack in the wall.

When he went up to the bridge, as if he was a ghost, Tang Shan sat in the place where he first met the strange old man.

The old man has been dead for two years, and Tangshan's life has changed dramatically, and this place still looks familiar at the beginning, and smells like it was familiar at the beginning.

This time, Tang Shan sat down not to buy fake medicine, nor to set up an endgame, but to continue to read Jiang Suping's diary.

He had just turned the second page when a mother in her thirties, with a boy of about ten years old, walked in front of him.

The mother was very bored, and while walking, she pointed to Tangshan to educate the boy:

"See, I didn't study well when I was a child, and when I grow up, I can only sit on the bridge like this uncle, blowing the cold wind and begging for money."

This mother doesn't know if it's a problem with her vision or a problem with her brain, why does she look at the young Tangshan like a begging for food?

And he didn't even control his voice when he spoke, Tang Shan listened to her words without missing a word, and couldn't help but be angry.

Tang Shan was just about to open his mouth to scold, fuck you, which eye did you see me sitting on the bridge to beg for money?

When I looked up, the mother's hair was like a chicken nest, and her back was like a bucket, and there was no beauty at all, but the boy who turned back looked very cute and cute.

Tang Shan forcibly held back the swear words that were about to be spoken. He smiled crookedly at the boy.

When the boy saw Tang Shan smiling at him, he broke free from his mother's hand, walked up to Tang Shan, looked up and down, and finally made a very solemn rebuttal to his mother's words:

"No, this uncle has a notebook spread out on his lap, and he's reviewing his homework."

Tang Shan thought that this little boy's vision was good, and he couldn't help but smile at him crookedly. Unexpectedly, the child shook his head again, and said with a sad face:

"It's so big, and I'm still doing my homework on the bridge with a cold wind. It can be seen that no matter how hard you study, it is useless. ”

Tang Shan was stunned on the spot, and a smile froze on his face. The mother hurriedly turned around and dragged the boy forward, nagging vigorously:

"This man's hair is like rotten grass, covered in mud, he is either a man who wants food, or he is a madman, he is certainly not a scholar, and children must not come near it."

Tang Shan couldn't cry or laugh, looked down at himself, and felt that he couldn't blame the mother for being blind, because he was tinkering in the bridge just now, and his body was really dirty.

So regardless of the mother and son, they withdrew their gaze and planned to continue reading the diary.

Just then, the phone rang. I took out my phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. Pressing the answer button, the other party said in a tone of underplay:

"Boy, remember who I am?"

Tang Shan usually answers the phone, and the most annoying answer is "guess who I am", if it is a girl with a sweet voice, she can barely laugh; But the other party was a stinky man, and Tang Shan was nauseous and angry.

In addition, he was being treated as a beggar and was depressed, so he couldn't hold back and opened his mouth to scold:

"Fuck you, get your name. Otherwise I'll hang up. ”

The little boy was so frightened that he took three steps back. Tang Shan then yelled at the phone:

"Viagra for impotence, it's useless to look for me."

That sounds a bit inappropriate. The mother dragged the boy away quickly, continuing to teach the child as she went:

"See, it's so rude to answer a phone, this person must be a bad guy."

Tang Shan still heard this clearly, but he couldn't take care of it anymore. Because Yang Shuai, this straw bag, was giving him an order on the phone:

"There's a gamble tonight, at Simon Biao's house. You must come, and remember to bring the 50,000 yuan you owe me. ”

If it wasn't on the phone, but a face-to-face conversation, Tang Shan would definitely punch Yang Shuai's pale and nasty face three times.

Hanging up the phone, Tang Shan instantly had the urge to kill. Seeing everyone walking on the bridge, it seemed that Yang Shuai's bloodless face had it.

The mood of continuing to look through the diary was so ruined. He had no choice but to put away his things, leave the Dongli Bridge, and head north aimlessly.

Tang Shan later bought a bottle of water at a roadside shop, sat on the road, and drank water while thinking about how to deal with Yang Shuai and Xia Liu Zhong tonight.

After drinking all the water, Tang Shan still didn't think of a proper way. He is not a gambling god, 50,000 yuan is still easy to deal with, but how can he help them win money at night?

So Tang Shan had no choice but to put the matter aside first, then took out Jiang Suping's diary and flipped it up. But I can't read half a word anymore.

The anger in Tang Shan's heart gradually extinguished, and he turned to grief for no reason. He placed the diary on the ground beside him and folded the empty water bottle on the cover of the diary.

Then, his eyes were scattered, and he watched boredly at the people coming and going in the street.

An old man who was picking up garbage walked up to Tang Shan, pointed to the ground next to him, and asked:

"Young man, do you still want this?"

Tang Shan's eyes unconsciously glanced at the empty water bottle and shook his head.

The old man threw the water bottle, along with the broken diary underneath the water bottle, into his pocket. Tang Shan looked at the various types of feet on the street in a daze, and he didn't know anything about it.

The old man said thank you and turned around and walked away.

After a long time, Tang Shan withdrew his gaze from the messy legs, and was about to get up and go back to his residence, stretched out his hand and subconsciously touched his side, but touched the dust in his hand, was taken aback, turned his head to see that the ground was empty, and couldn't help but cry out:

"Hey, where's my diary? Who took my diary? ”

No one promised him. People passing by thought he was like a madman, and he spoke inexplicably. Some walked away quickly, others covered their mouths and laughed.

Tang Shan looked up and saw that the old man who had just picked up garbage was walking unhurriedly five hundred meters ahead. He woke up suddenly, and the diary had been taken away as garbage by the hateful old man.

He didn't hesitate and immediately ran wildly. Fifty meters away, he adjusted his breathing and shouted incoherently:

"Don't go, don't go, give me back the things."

The old man in the distance couldn't hear it, but the people on the side of the road could hear it clearly, and a few idlers ran with Tang Shan, asking as they ran:

"Thief? Where? ”

Tang Shan was out of breath, unable to speak for a while, and unconsciously pointed his finger straight ahead. The idlers were immediately indignant:

"Stealing things in broad daylight, is there any reason for heaven? Catch him and beat him to death. ”

The idlers ran faster than Tangshan. After running a hundred meters, more idlers joined.

After another two hundred meters, the street has spontaneously organized into a long queue chasing the thief. People rolled up their sleeves as they ran, shouting:

"Catch the thief, catch the thief."

All of them are heroes who are uneven.

Tang Shan saw that this situation was a bit excessive, and he blamed the idlers for being troublesome, so he opened his hands and stopped it, but people's chivalrous hearts were like huge waves, and they couldn't stop it at all.

Tang Shan had no choice but to hurry forward. Trying to stop the old man picking up the garbage before everyone else.

It is said that the old man in front of him was hunched over, searching for recyclable garbage on the side of the street, and suddenly heard the shouting behind him shaking the sky, and when he looked back, the crowd rushed towards him like a tide.

In a panic, with the instinct to survive on the streets, he knew that he was going to suffer a great disaster.

So the old man of garbage also ran wildly, and said loudly as he ran:

"You're mistaken, I didn't steal."

The old man was old and weak, and after a while, he was overtaken by the angry crowd. Tang Shan finally took a deep breath, and with one arrow step, he threw the old man to the ground. Panting in his mouth, he shouted:

"Give me back, pay me back."

The idlers saw the two rolling on the ground, and they couldn't tell who the thief was, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, various types of feet, and kicked Tang Shan and the old man one after another.