Mo Nianchen thought for a moment and took the notebook out of the cabinet.
There was no chair beside him, so he sat on the ground casually. With his back against the cabinet, he flipped open the diary that was already yellowing.
What greeted his eyes were the words that she had changed countless times.
One page after another, all of them overlapped with the letter in his mind.
Until the last page wrote,"I've decided, that's it."
He looked at the content in front of him and was completely stunned!
He's true, I've never thought of this, she's been handed over to him, she's been repeated, so many times.
Every word, every sentence, and every stroke showed how serious she was.
He seemed to be able to describe her feelings at that time between the lines…
'Mo Nianchen, you are the best devil in my life! As long as I like something, you will happily want to destroy it. You snatched the toy I liked and smashed it in front of me.'