[8.1 Brother Xiao Fu and I went to the amusent park, and I was so, so happy. We took a lot of photos. So uncles and aunties we t on the way even praised us for looking good, which made even happier.]
[8.12 Today an auntie said she wanted Brother Xiao Fu to be her son-in-law, and I instantly disliked that auntie. I find her so annoying, Brother Xiao Fu is clearly mine! If only Brother Xiao Fu could marry in the future.]
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Jiang Mian had a habit of keeping a diary when she was young. Fu Sichen continued flipping through it until he reached the last entry.
[9.2 Mom said to record life and the people and things I like in the diary, but Brother Xiao Fu is going to a very, very far place. Grandpa Fu said that he will co back, but I know it’s going to be a long ti, and he might et new people and might forget .]
[I feel so terrible, and Grandpa said it doesn’t matter, we will see each other again in the future. He said Xiao Fu went to study hard, and I should also work hard because only good people will et other good people.]
This was the longest diary entry Jiang Mian had ever written. He couldn’t help but recall the childish tone of her voice and the little girl who followed him around at that ti.
At the end of the diary, she wrote—
[My last entry, I won’t write anymore!]
Fu Sichen chuckled softly as he organized the scattered photos on the ground, feeling a bit of a sting at the tip of his nose.
"Click—"
The door suddenly opened, and Jiang Mian walked in with a bright smile, "Surprise inspection, what are you doing—"
Her words trailed off as she saw the photos in Fu Sichen’s hands, as well as the diary and the wish bottle on the floor, and her mouth suddenly stiffened.
Ah ah ah ah!!
She imdiately stepped forward and hugged these items into her arms, "A little girl’s diary isn’t sothing you can just read."
When she got married and moved out, Jiang Mian did not know that Fu Sichen was Brother Xiao Fu.
While organizing the room and clothes, these items had been sorted and put in this box and locked in the closet.
She had intended to deal with them later but got busy and forgot about it.
But now...
Jiang Mian suddenly looked up, her eyes eting Fu Sichen’s slightly smiling black ones, and she tentatively asked, "You didn’t read all of it, did you?"
Fu Sichen, with a playful curl of his lips and a aningful tone, said, "So Mrs. Fu is the long-desired one."
What?!!
I did not.
"That... that was when I was young and silly, plus when I saw soone handso, I used to fall in love with every one of them!"
Jiang Mian’s face turned slightly red—Fu Sichen had read all these embarrassing diaries!
"Oh~"
Fu Sichen intentionally elongated the sound, "Then Mrs. Fu kept only my photo."
"..."
Why did I keep all these photos together? I should have burned them right away.
"You’re still laughing, stop laughing!"
What’s so funny.
Fu Sichen’s shoulders shook slightly from his suppressed laughter, "Alright, alright, I’ll stop laughing."
He neatly arranged the photos and tucked them into the diary, placing it tidily on the bedside table.
"They shouldn’t just be stuffed back in the box and closet."
"My photos, shouldn’t they be taken ho? Jiang Xiaomian had a remarkably high talent for photography at that ti, it would be a sha to leave these beautiful photos here."
Jiang Mian was about to say sothing else when Fu Sichen led her to the bathroom, "It’s getting late, wash up and rest soon, tomorrow we still have to celebrate dad’s birthday."
The two entered the bathroom and their eyes fell on the square box on the washbasin and the note underneath—
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