Cheng Anya was very grateful to Mother Wen, but Mother Wen didn't have many words. She didn't know how long it would take for the pain to be relieved, but Cheng Anya knew that it would pass one day. She wanted to accompany Mother Wen back to City A, but Mother Wen refused.
She booked a ticket to Athens and boarded the plane alone. She wanted to relax, but Cheng Anya was worried and called Nuan Nuan to ask her for some comfort.
Wen Nuan knew that her mother wanted to find her biological mother, Long Xiushui. She would go to Athens once every year. She would also go to Athens when she was in a bad mood. They were all used to it. Knowing that she was looking for Long Xiushui, Wen Nuan felt a little relieved.
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Ye Tianyu held Wen Jing's diary in his hands and never said a word. He was in a daze, never turning over a page. He just looked at the cover of the diary in a daze, as if he wanted to see through the diary.
Cheng Anya felt distressed and always advised him to get more rest, but Ye Tianyu wouldn't listen. He still held his phone and watched intently, with a complicated and unclear look on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. Cheng Anya said, "Just watch it if you want."
He shook his head and just held the diary in his arms.
Cheng Anya said, "Otherwise, give it to me and I'll help you take a look first."
Ye Tianyu shook his head and said hoarsely, "Whether it's good or bad, it's all what Ah Jing left for me."
It was the second thing A Jing left for him.
Cheng Anya has always been worried about Ye Tianyu, afraid that something will happen to him, and always stays in the ward unwilling to leave. Ye Ningyuan forced Cheng Anya to rest, "Mommy, go and rest, he will be fine, Tianyu will accept it
This fact means nothing will happen, so you can rest assured."
"Tianyu..."
"Mommy, go to bed. He has died several times. If he can't bear this blow, he is not worthy of being my son." Ye Ningyuan said, holding Cheng Anya's shoulders and sending her back to rest.
Ye Tianyu was the only one left in the ward. Ye Tianyu sat lonely in the ward. A small yellow light was on in the ward. The hazy light enveloped his body, bringing out a sad color. Like a man in the desert.
A traveler who has walked for a long time without drinking water loses hope.
His world was desolate.
Ye Tianyu opened the diary tremblingly. These were the thoughts Wen Jing left for him. No matter what he wrote, he read it greedily, no matter if his eyes strayed, for fear that he would have regrets if he strayed.
The first sentence on the first page of the diary is, my instructor is a gangster. I am not afraid of gangsters, but I am afraid that gangsters are educated. Ye Tianyu couldn't help but bring up a smile on his lips, this is her A Jing, between the lines
They all have a kind of vigor and strength.
He liked the strong and soft aura about her the most.
After being together for such a long time, she must have complained a lot about him. In the beginning, she always called him a rogue instructor.
In his eyes, Wen Jing is a standard girl from a good family.
Ye Tianyu turned the pages and read the diary slowly, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad, with an expression on his face that was so gentle that it could almost drip with water, as if he had just fallen in love and was thinking about the happy man he loved.
Ye Ningyuan sent Cheng Anya back to rest and returned to the ward. Through the gap in the door, she saw Ye Tianyu reading the diary, sometimes sad, sometimes happy. After Wen Jing died, he always had the same expression, no longer happy, angry, sad or happy. Finally he saw his son again
A smile appeared on his face, even if it was short-lived, it was enough to comfort a father who loved his son. Ye Ningyuan sighed softly, he would be fine.
This diary will save him.
He had such a premonition, and he couldn't help but feel grateful to Ah Jing in the sky for saving his life and saving his dry soul.
Time passed bit by bit, and Ye Tianyu looked at it very slowly. Ye Ningyuan thought that nothing would happen to him, so he went back to his room to rest. Ye Tianyu sat by the window alone, reading Wen Jing's diary all night long.
Sometimes he was shaking with sadness, sometimes he smiled tenderly. When he saw the last page, his eyes widened and his hands softened. Big tears fell on the diary, smearing the handwriting in the diary, and the diary fell from his hand...
…
Ye Tianyu burst into tears.
There is a vague line in the left diary: If he proposes on my birthday, I will marry him.
This is Wen Jing’s last diary entry.
It was a text she wrote a week before the accident. Every word revealed the heart of a daughter who was about to be married. Ye Tianyu suddenly couldn't help crying. For the second time after Wen Jing's death, she burst into tears. That day she was originally waiting for him to propose.
, waiting to agree to marry him.
The results of it?
Waiting for his four shots, waiting for the withering of life.
Ah Jing, Ah Jing...
sorry Sorry!
No matter how many times he apologizes, he can't bring back his lover.
In the morning light, Ye Tianyu was like an old man who had run out of oil and a lamp, hugging himself and crying so hard that he couldn't help himself. The person who could comfort him the most had left. There would be sadness and crying again in the future. He could only hug himself like this, but he could not comfort him.
His broken heart.
Ye Tianyu picked up the fallen diary, closed it slowly, pulled out the needle, and left the ward with the diary in his arms.
There was a small cold room next to his room, and Wen Jing was lying there. This was a cold room that was rebuilt after the accident. It was not big, and there were various aromas inside to keep the body fresh.
Wen Jing is wearing a black and white close-fitting skirt, like a flower blooming in the dark night, blooming quietly, fragrant alone.
Ye Tianyu walked slowly in front of her, squatted down slightly, and held Wen Jing's stiff hand. He rubbed Wen Jing's hand, and his choked voice sounded distressed, "Jing, isn't it very cold?
It doesn't matter, I will keep you warm."
He rubbed her hand gently until her coldness sucked away the warmth from his palm.
"Is it a little warmer?" He asked softly, leaning down and kissing her forehead, his gentle voice with a hint of bitterness, "I've read your diary, Jing, I didn't even know you wrote a diary.
It’s your habit, I thought you wrote everything on the computer.”
"Ajing, your handwriting is very beautiful. You must have written calligraphy when you were a child. There are many things about you that I don't know. Damn it for me, I let you go like this without even getting to know you well." Ye Tianyu said softly.
He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Just wait for me and I will come to you."
"Wait for me to be reincarnated together. In the next life, I will love you well and love you well, and I will never hurt you like this again."
He suddenly choked up, salty rain fell from the sky, and tears fell into Wen Jing's eyes, "I never had time to tell you, I love you."
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ps "The contents of Ah Jing's diary will not be disclosed in this book.
