After touching the medal that Brother Lin exchanged for his life, Li Shaoyan knew that the things that could be carried by Sour Acid were all in her life, extremely precious, and even the most important thing for her.

He was already very surprised that the hairpin was placed with it, but he never expected that there was such a thing in it!

Li Shaoyan's fingers trembled slightly, grabbed it hard, and slowly moved the thing he was holding in his hand to take a closer look.

Suffocate your breath.

That's right.

This is...... Own diary.

More precisely, he has been missing his diary for almost two years.

It is also the diary that sour found out the truth about his father's sacrifice back then.

Her break with herself was caused by this, and they spent two years that should have been happy and happy in tormenting each other.

However, this diary should bring endless pain, why does she still carry it with her?

Li Shaoyan made a mistake and opened the book.

Familiar handwriting and slightly unfamiliar mood records leap into view.

Turning the pages one by one, the younger and immature self in the past stood in front of him again.

It was as if he had lived through that dark time all over again, and after all these years, he still couldn't let go of Lingo's sacrifice to save himself.

And now...... Even Brother Lin's daughter, his favorite Lin Sour, died in order to save herself.

What I owe to the Lin family is a few lifetimes, and I can't pay it off!

The great guilt and pain weighed down on him and he couldn't breathe.

Li Shaoyan clenched his fists, choked in his throat for a long time, and then eased up, and then put his eyes on the diary.

The further he went, the less he wrote, the more and more blank space on the paper, leaving only a few lines.

Even in the second half of the book, there are only two cold and indifferent words "nothing", which are alone there.

showed that at that time, there was nothing that could make my heart wave.

Li Shaoyan sighed, and just wanted to close the notebook, but he didn't expect to touch a strange protrusion at the back, and there was a page that was particularly thick, as if something was clipped.

Somewhat strangely, he turned to the page, on which it was no longer an indifferent "nothing", but a few sour birthdays in large characters that took up the entire page!

He never even celebrated his birthday, but he did it for Lin Sour every year, but that year's birthday became the beginning of their breakup.

But Li Shaoyan is now, but he doesn't have the heart to think about what happened back then.

All his attention was drawn to something else.

Just in the "sour birthday! Next to a few large words, somehow, there was a small envelope that was only half the size of a diary paper.

Li Shaoyan is sure and sure that he didn't let this kind of thing go in it, so ...... Is it sour?

He breathed hard at the possibility, and his slender fingers pressed together, and he clamped the small envelope.

I touched it, it was quite thin, and it should only be sealed with the thickness of a piece of paper.

Looking at the two sides, the whole cover has been yellowed and old, losing its original color, it should have been a long time, only in the place where it is sealed, with a heart pasted.

Li Shaoyan's heart, which had long been cold and dead with Su Daji's ashes, suddenly jumped.

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