After Lin Chengxun left the bedroom, Han Jiaren stroked her hair, slowly sat on the bed, and silently took out her mobile phone. The old version from seven years ago would probably be called a mobile phone for the elderly now, especially since last year
After the rise of smart phones, such mobile phones have been abandoned like worn-out shoes by young people who pursue fashion.
Seven years ago, the relationship was established by exchanging mobile phones, but Lin Chengxun kept it, while Han Jiaren decisively abandoned that relationship. The breakup of the couple's relationship meant that emotional souvenirs such as the couple's mobile phones naturally disappeared without a trace.
Han Jiaren's current mobile phone is exactly the same as the one she had seven years ago after running all over Seoul. When she first bought it, Han Jiaren was happy for a long time. She immediately went to apply for a mobile phone card without stopping.
Changed mobile phone.
But Han Jiaren now realized that no matter how the mobile phone in her hand was exactly the same as the previous one, it was not the same mobile phone anymore. She remembered what Sika said to her, that relationships are fragile goods.
The word "loss" once appeared in Haruki Murakami's "Kafka on the Shore". Haruki Murakami said that fate is fragile, not to mention feelings.
After Lin Chengxun went downstairs, he never came up again. He said that looking for the script was just an excuse to give Han Jiaren an excuse to stay alone or leave silently. In fact, Lin Chengxun has now left the Pingan Restaurant.
There is an old but clean storage box in a corner beside the bed in the bedroom. The box is not locked and the lid is tilted up, exposing a corner of the contents inside. It looks like a diary, and it can be seen that it is made of leather.
The cover has a good texture, but the paper at the corners is a little yellowed and no longer flat. Turn over the exposed corner and you can see the black writing written by a pen on it.
There is no doubt that this is Lin Chengxun's diary. To be more precise, it should be Lin Chengxun's diary before he served in the army, because Han Jiaren knew that Lin Chengxun had been using a mobile phone notepad to record his daily moments since he returned from the army.
I wonder if there will be my own existence and my own memories in this diary?
Han Jiaren walked forward and knelt down, opened the box, and found that it was all Lin Chengxun's diaries. Although the diaries were of different sizes, they all had high-quality leather covers, which were wrapped manually in the later stage. It should be
Lin Chengxun didn't do it by himself. He didn't have such a leisurely mood. As for who specifically provided the best and most meticulous protection for all Lin Chengxun's memories and past? Han Jiaren bit her lower lip with her teeth, feeling a little sour in her heart.
Han Jiaren picked up a diary and touched the textured cover with her fingers, which gave her a strange feeling of breaking through her defenses and peering into other people's hearts.
do not care!
Han Jiaren flipped through her fingers and opened the diary.
"On January 15th, it was snowing, but my heart was very warm. I bought a mobile phone, the latest model from Samsung, in white, and gave it to my beautiful lady. She accepted it, and she felt indescribable. Sure enough, spring is coming."
"On January 16, the school organized a football match, and there was a conflict on the field. The third child compensated the other party's medical expenses and ran out of living expenses."
"On January 17, the other party was dissatisfied and went to the dormitory to start a fight. The third child received a demerit."
"On January 18th, I met Han Jiaren during my morning jog. She was without makeup, fresh and light, and looked as good-looking as ever."
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"On February 1st, many crew members were dissatisfied. The filming progress was zero. I was so angry that I smashed my phone."
"On February 2nd, I got a new mobile phone and made great progress. Her lips are very soft and..."
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"On February 9th, I was kicked out by the crew. When I was wandering around the school upset, I met a senior who actually took his daughter to practice a triathlon. The hard-core parents wanted to mourn for the girl."
"On February 10th, the phone couldn't be reached."
"On February 11th, I can't get through."
"On February 12th, I can't get through."
"On February 13th, I refused to receive text messages. Forget it, let's cut off contact."
"On February 14th, Valentine's Day, the call was answered and we broke up completely."
"From February 15th to 26th, sleep, sleep, sleep."
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"On the weekend of March 6th, I went to take a leave of absence from school to prepare for military service in June. My boss didn't go to work and invited me to drink. When I wasn't prepared, he replaced the beer with liquor. It was okay. For the first time in this period, I didn't suffer from insomnia. I only had bed sheets.
The bedding is a mess, forget it, I’ll change it when I wake up tomorrow.”
"March 7, sleep, sleep, sleep."
"On March 8, I found cockroaches on the bed after I woke up and went to sleep."
"On March 9, Zhiyan skipped school, washed my clothes and bedding, and cooked instant noodles, but she ate half of it herself."
"March 10th, sleep, sleep, sleep, the noodles are a bit salty."
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"On April 10th, I went to bed. The noodles were a bit salty."
"April 11, same as above."
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"On May 1st, when it was time to serve, I took Zhiyan to discuss whether I could put more noodles in the next time I cook noodles. Looking at her aggrieved look, I suddenly remembered that I had not been out for three months, and I felt a little moved.
, hand the bank card to Jiyeon and continue to sleep."
"On May 2nd, I met that woman when I was out. I was running with Yan Zhengxun. I deliberately passed in front of them without being recognized. Instead of watching her leave like before, I didn't even look back.
Walking towards home, I just felt a little disappointed and wanted to cry."
"May 3rd..."
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Han Jiaren cried while turning the pages until she reached the last page. The paper on the last page was stained with yellowing tears. There was no longer the word "sleep" in the content, and there was some emotion between the lines.
"...After thinking about it clearly, I no longer have any hope, and I decided to give up the expectations I had always had. I finally realized that not all my efforts can get the rewards I deserve, even if I have been humbled to dust. Even if I am still in my heart,
Even if you are unwilling to give in, you must also recognize the distance between yourself and that woman. What will happen to her in the future? It doesn’t matter. I still have my own future to go. ps: I know you are secretly reading my diary, you just want to wait for me to serve.
After this is over, your noodle cooking skills will be better and you won’t be like this now.”
The last two words in the diary were painted with two big black lumps with a gel pen. Next to the black lumps, the word "delicious" was written with a blue water-based pen. The handwriting was slightly childish but exuded a warm and sweet taste.
As she flipped through Lin Chengxun's diary, it was already dusk before she knew it, and thousands of lights were lit outside the window. Han Jiaren flipped through several other diaries, and suddenly found that the first page and sides of each diary were marked by human figures.
A dog paw print was painted on it, as if to carefully declare the right of possession. This kind of sneaky and secretive feeling was something Han Jiaren had never had before.
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When the moon reached midday, Lin Chengxun finally returned to Ping An Restaurant and sat quietly downstairs for a while. His feelings for Zhi Yan were very complicated, perhaps due to fragments of feelings from his previous life that had not completely dissipated, or perhaps after browsing "
After writing the diary, I instinctively didn’t want Ji-yeon’s efforts to go unrewarded. All in all, her position in Lin Cheng-xun’s heart was irreplaceable.
It was ten minutes before he fell asleep. Lin Chengxun climbed up to the third floor and found that Han Jiaren had not left.