Hearing Du Jing close the door, Zhang Haidong couldn't wait to turn on his phone.
At this time, the daughter ran in from outside and threw herself into Zhang Haidong's arms: "Dad, dad."
"What's wrong? Baby."
Zhang Haidong said with a smile.
"How about you teach Qianqian how to write? The teacher taught me a lot of words and said I have to take the test on Monday."
The daughter was like a kitten, rubbing Zhang Haidong's arm.
"You go ahead and write it yourself. Mommy will come back later to teach you, okay, honey? Dad is a little tired and wants to take a rest."
Zhang Haidong was preoccupied with logging into WeChat, so he casually made an excuse.
"Qianqian wants dad to teach her."
…
Unable to resist, Zhang Haidong had no choice but to get up, put on his pajamas and go to the living room to teach his daughter how to write. Who would let his daughter be his heartthrob?
Just hold on to her first.
It should take a long time for Du Jing to finish submitting her resume. There will still be enough time for her to come back.
…
After teaching for more than two hours, I coaxed my daughter to take a nap peacefully.
Looking at his daughter sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhang Haidong finally felt at ease.
He returned to the house excitedly, couldn't wait to enter the password to unlock, and then sent the verification text message.
Soon, the verification code was sent and he logged in to WeChat.
WeChat is very clean, unlike our own QQ, which has many unread messages. There seems to be no single friend in WeChat, and the only unread message is that the WeChat team welcomes you back.
Is it possible that this WeChat account was specially registered to contact that woman?
Zhang Haidong quickly opened the address book.
Nothing, not even a contact person.
It seems that I really guessed it right.
Zhang Haidong smiled and shook his head.
Relating to the previous private updates on QQ, this WeChat account was really specially registered to contact that woman.
But now I don’t even have a single friend.
It seems that they have all been deleted by themselves.
Will even the updates be deleted?
He quickly opened his circle of friends.
There is only one message: All updates will be deleted from today on. I will write all my love for you in my diary. I don’t want any outsiders to disturb our love. Goodbye.
Scroll further down, there is no more...
Zhang Haidong was so angry that he hit the bed hard and cursed: "Fuck!"
I originally thought that everything in the future would be recorded on WeChat, and even some of my own mentality and experiences would be posted on it.
But who knew that after all the hard work, only this circle of friends was left.
It makes people vomit blood!
After getting angry, Zhang Haidong quickly calmed down.
I don’t want outsiders to disturb me. Could it be that Du Jing discovered me?
At least writing it in the diary shows that the two people haven't fallen out with each other yet.
If Du Jing discovered it, it would be easier to explain why it was empty.
I still hid my love for that woman and put it in the deepest part of my heart.
correct!
journal!
Zhang Haidong slapped his forehead suddenly!
When he was in junior high school and high school, he liked to write diaries and then hide them secretly.
So since you said you want to write this woman into your diary.
Will that diary be kept at home?
After a moment of calmness, Zhang Haidong quickly deleted the verification information on Du Jing's phone, and then charged up her phone.
He went down to the ground and began to rummage.
Since it is a private diary, it must be hidden at home.
The house is not big, so you can definitely find it.
If there really were no private diaries left, he would admit it and no longer look back on the past.
After searching for a while, I finally found two locked drawers under the wardrobe.
Zhang Haidong was a little stunned.
He is usually busy with work and has never organized the things at home. He never thought that there were drawers in the house that needed to be locked.
Still two!
Will these two drawers contain your own private diaries?
But how should it be opened?
Where is the key?
Zhang Haidong searched again and found nothing.
Finding nothing, he suddenly remembered the keys in his waist.
Ever since he was reborn, he has been carrying so many keys around his waist. Except for the key on the door at home, I don’t know what the other keys are for. There seem to be a few small keys.
Although I have lost ten years of memory, these things about me will not change.
Could the small key on it be the key on these two drawers?
Thinking of this, Zhang Haidong quickly took the bunch of keys over, made a rough gesture, and inserted a small key in.
He tried it right.
The first drawer was opened, and inside were some documents and money.
Those documents are for paying water bills, rent, and vaccinations for children.
Looking at the money, it's only over three hundred yuan.
It should be what's left after just paying the rent.
Zhang Haidong's face turned red.
Yes, he felt ashamed.
When a man reaches middle age, in this society where information and material development are at the forefront, his family only has a savings of more than 300 yuan. This is really the greatest shame for a man.
It would be great if I didn’t waste that time and make money properly!
He gritted his teeth, punched himself hard, and then locked the drawer.
Finding the diary now is the most important thing.
Pick up another identical small key and try it.
There was a click.
The second drawer is also opened.
There are two things inside.
A thick notebook and a box that requires a password to open.
"This book..."
Zhang Haidong picked it up and looked at it, then smiled.
That's right, it's my own diary.
This made him a little happy, but also a little dumbfounded.
What makes me laugh or cry is that after so many years, I actually still keep this thing.
Fortunately, after so many years, this habit of storing my little stories in a small book has not changed at all.
Turn to the first page.
January 16th.
clear.
My family's wealth ran away again, and the property management team in the community came to find it several times. When I found it, it was already covered in mud and water.
Even if I give it a bath, it won't wash it. It can't hold it down at all. There are mud marks on the sofa and in the room when it jumps.
It's over, it's over, my mother comes back and wants to beat me again.
…
The following is continued.
My mother beat me, and Wangcai was beaten too.
I don’t know how many times I got beaten by following it! Who knows how to train a dog? Teach me!
If that doesn't work, I'll ask my dad to stew dog meat for me!
…
Hahaha!
Looking at it, Zhang Haidong smiled.
He smiled and burst into tears for no apparent reason.
Yes, Wangcai was a dog that was raised at home when he was a child.
It accompanied me from junior high school to high school, and during that time, it was my extremely close partner.
It's a pity that he died of old age in the end.
And those happy times when parents spank you can never go back either.
…
After calming down his emotions, Zhang Haidong looked at the familiar diary and thought about it.
Is it possible that all of his later private diaries were continued at the back of this diary?
Probably!
But what is in the password box?
Torn between the box and the diary, Zhang Haidong decided to look at the diary without a password first.
Is there any private story about myself and that woman in the back?
I scrolled down quickly and finally came across a diary from the past eight years.
Note-taking has also been changed from ballpoint pens to gel pens.
Very conspicuous.
June 18.
clear.
Dear Du, I am happy to know that you are living a good life in the United States.
I hope you are happy every day in the United States.
I will find a way to divorce her as soon as possible, for sure. For the sake of our four-year agreement, I will file for divorce and wait for your return in Jinmen.
I will give you a big surprise when you come back.
The weather is very good today. I wrote a poem for you under the blooming crabapple flowers in Jinmen Park!
I’ll read it to you when we get married!
…
Seeing this, Zhang Haidong was a little confused.
Dear Du?
Is it Du Jing?
If it was Du Jing, why did she write about divorce again?
Could it be that the woman he fell in love with after his affair was also named Du?
Strong curiosity drove him to continue reading.
"Beauty grows old easily, red beans grow too early. It's easy to say, but it causes sin."
Seeing this, Zhang Haidong felt a familiar feeling coming over him for some reason.
Immediately afterwards, I suddenly felt dizzy in my head.
In an instant, countless memories came from the darkness like a tide, causing him to kneel on the ground with a plop, covering his head in pain.
A lively and lovely voice sounded in his mind.
"Dongdong, my favorite drink is cappuccino, because in my heart, it means brilliant love."
"I ate cherry candy and kissed you. Every time you eat something with cherry flavor, you will remember the taste of my kiss."
"If I can't be with the person I like, I won't be happy even if I become the richest man in the world."
"I've been away for four years, Dongdong, I want you to burn me in your heart and never forget me for the rest of your life!"
…
"ah!"
Zhang Haidong covered his head in pain and cried.
That voice seemed to come from the deepest part of my heart, and every word touched my soul.
He was sure that he must have heard this sound somewhere, but with a splitting headache, he couldn't remember where it was.
He was very familiar with it, but he couldn't remember that face. He could only let the tide of memories continue to hit his mind.
Is it that woman's voice?
Why is there heartache in addition to headache!
it hurts!
The memory was desperately trying to break through the shackles of the blockade. The severe pain made Zhang Haidong tightly hold his hair and burst into tears.
for a long time……
When his pain finally eased a little, there was suddenly the sound of the door opening.
Du Jing is back!
Zhang Haidong sobered up a lot in an instant, and he had no intention of reading any more!
He tore off the two diaries and threw them into the trash can next to the bed, then closed the diaries and locked the drawer.
He knew that Du Jing must not have read this diary.
If you follow your own habits, let alone your wife, even your parents won't be able to watch it.
Besides, he still wrote that he wanted a divorce and wrote a poem to that woman?