The ice cubes in the filled round poke cup were overflowing.

This excessive amount of shaved ice made a female guest in front of her a little distracted, and finally she couldn't help but say, "That... Okay? ”

Chen Zhao reacted from his distraction, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly turned off the machine, poured the ingredient juice, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Well..."

Because it was a weekend, Chen Zhao had almost no extra time to spare in a busy day, but he was always worried about the diary, and he really couldn't calm down to work, but fortunately, the boss lady Hu Guiyu didn't come, otherwise he didn't know how many times he would have to be trained.

But even on weekends, there will be no one at noon.

It was like a fire that scorched the earth, along with the vigorous weeds and trees. Even if there is a little cool breeze, but apart from the grass, trees and land that seem to carry 'bonds', I am afraid that there are really few species willing to travel.

It's lunch time.

Chen Zhao, who was sitting in an air-conditioned room, was eating takeout with his daughter, and in his spare time, he finally found time to read his diary.

"Dad, what's that?" Her daughter's voice came to Chen Zhao's ears.

He was stunned for a moment, glanced at his notebook, was silent, and finally replied with a smile, "Daddy's secret..."

"Oh..."

Xiaole nodded his little head with curious eyes.

Her daughter doesn't know these words either, which is one of the reasons why Chen Zhao is relieved to read them in front of her daughter.

Most of the diaries are random life descriptions, for example, I went out shopping alone today, and there was a small friction between work and so-and-so today. Although it is unremarkable, for Chen Zhao, everything in the past seems to be vivid in his mind.

"April 21."

"Rainy day."

"The mood is terrible. I hate rainy days, and for some reason, the presence of rainy days always brings me misfortune. It's still raining heavily, and I'm really disgusted. ”

"I didn't think about it for a long time, but I finally found it."

"A little surprised, a little incredible, and a little disheartened. Why? Why did Xia Qing lie to me in the first place? That look turned out to be like that, it's really ridiculous..."

"She's also worried that I'll find out? She doesn't know I've found out, does she? Am I narrow-minded? Maybe count. Then don't worry about it... Well, don't think much about it. ”

I wanted to know the contents of the diary, but I turned to this page, which made Chen Zhao a little depressed. He didn't quite understand that the original Chen Zhao, that is, himself, what had to be something that would disappoint him like this?

He was a little dazed, and immediately thought of something bad, but quickly shook his head and denied it, and complained to himself with a wry smile that how could his messy thoughts happen? Maybe it's just a misunderstanding.

Dealing with a few rare guests, Chen Zhao continued to flip through.

In the diary more than ten days later, Chen Zhao saw the follow-up again.

"May 5th."

"Cloudy"

"Disillusionments are shattered."

"He told me everything, and I didn't know if it was true or false. I didn't want to believe it, but in his eyes, I didn't see the deception of lies. ”

"Obviously, if he doesn't say it, I can 'go on without thinking about it' all the time."

"Sure enough... Life is nowhere near as good as I thought. ”

"yes, it's not that pretty."

"The most basic fantasy of eternal spring does not exist, and the begonia flowers I like are even less likely to bloom in this season. How much more about other good things that make people jealous? ”

After the end of this diary, Chen Zhao quickly flipped through it, but it was a simple daily routine for two months, and the life that used to be a little pleasant to read seemed to be like tasting soy sauce with salt and sugar...

The indescribable discomfort between the taste buds.

Chen Zhao wanted to find out who was the 'he' mentioned in the diary and what happened? Why does the diary only write about the mood and not mention all the story process?

This made Chen Zhao really depressed.

What's going on?

Finally, more than two months later, Chen Zhao saw it, and it seemed to be the last one, the diary before the 'end'.

"July 21."

"Rainy day."

"I do have fantasies about certain futures and things. As I thought, it was a beautiful castle that existed in the heart, too beautiful and illusory, so it was fantastical, and reality did not exist. ”

"It's not that it's hypocritical, it's just that a lot of ideas are not easy to interpret in words, and for me, from that moment on, this is already a world of bad manners. Sometimes full of expectations and luck, always shattered by a cruel inertia of reality..."

"Well, how to say it, it's a little disgusting, but fortunately it's not misanthropic, I just hope that everything is as good as I fantasize about. Well, I just think that people who behave more easily will be more comfortable living. It's okay to be treated as a fool, but smart people can't look down on fools. It's like gritting your teeth and trying to swallow a mouthful of a bitter life-saving medicine, but it just happens to be cooked at a high temperature. ”

"In order to survive, I have to suffer this sin. It's sad."

"The love between us, that's how it ends... Xia Qing. ”

....

However, this is the last and simplest diary.

Didn't mention anything, just some of Chen Zhao's views in the past.

Chen Zhao has a hunch, next, absolutely... Yes, the next article will definitely write about everything, all the reasons. It's just a premonition of seeing this diary and having a premonition about my past self.

But Chen Zhao didn't go down.

He was silent.

If you find someone who can best understand 'the original Chen Zhao', it is not your parents, not Xia Qing, not Zhang Jun, only yourself.

A certain loss in the words made him feel depressed.

It's like being shattered by reality.

Chen Zhao really thought about a lot of things, and he knew that as long as he turned it down, he would be able to know what 'shattered' his beautiful fantasy city...

It was this incident that caused the original Chen Zhao to divorce Xia Qing, right?

But the original Chen Zhao didn't seem to have stabbed this matter with Xia Qing. It's just that in the end, I transferred my love and fell in love with the woman named Chen Yi.

The reason why Chen Zhao didn't want to go through it was very simple. Whether it was in the past or now, it is 'Chen Zhao'. If you can't accept it, how can you bear it? He didn't dare to think about the consequences.

In his current opinion, Xia Qing is a good woman.

It's a good family worth his efforts.

Plus... In front of his favorite daughter.

He was also sure that if he went down, he would also be able to find an option to deal with Yang Xiaoru.

But Chen Zhao was unwilling to hurt the family. After reading these diaries and resisting the desire to give up reading them, he also confirmed what the final choice was.

Yes, he subconsciously maintains the family and his daughter more than everything else...

Closing the diary, Chen Zhao let out a long breath, his eyes were a little complicated, but it happened that there was another guest, he could only cheer up and smile.

Gradually, the scorching sun slowly warmed up over time.

And voila.

Time can change anything, let alone momentary repression and certain pasts?

More and more guests will not let Chen Zhao, who has been skilled in his work for more than a month, busy, and his calm response also made Hu Guiyu, who came in the afternoon, also very satisfied.

In this way, after work, Chen Zhao took his daughter home.

Four o'clock in the middle of summer is not the dusk of early spring and late autumn, it is still a slightly hot and dry weather, but it will not be unbearable.

Just looking at the beautiful clouds in the sky that were beginning to turn gray, he couldn't help but think of the sentence at the beginning of the diary: 'The city in the heart.' ’

O city of my heart...

He led his bicycle and smiled at his daughter, who was happily sitting and looking around.

Everyone will have a city that belongs to their own hearts, and he is sure that the city in Chen Zhao's heart in the past must be different from his own.

That is in the city of my heart...

And what is it like?

Longing for what?

And what will it be?

Maybe...... I'll find out someday in the future.

....