Chapter 3168
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Looking at the anticipation in her eyes, I smiled faintly. "I've never thought of coming back. It's good to be in America. It's quiet and there's no disturbance. Besides, I'm looking for a job in America. After I find a job, I'll settle down in America. "
"Look, you said it yourself. Don't you feel lonely?"
"I'm used to being lonely. I'm not used to it suddenly being lively."
Mom suddenly had nothing to say. With her back to me, she suddenly sighed. "Come back! Xiachun! "
I suddenly smiled. "Mom, you've forgotten that America is my home."
I saw her expression change, but it quickly surfaced with a smile again. She said reproachfully, "Look at you, child … what nonsense are you saying? Aiya, let's not talk about this anymore. Come in first! "
I saw her secretly wipe away the tears at the corners of her eyes before opening the door. I stood at the door and looked at the entrance for a long time before slowly entering.
Mom shouted as soon as she entered, "Hubby, our daughter is back!"
After a while, a figure came out of the kitchen.
It was Dad. However, he looked a little old.
When I saw him, the only thing I felt was that time had aged people. However, I didn't feel much else.
I smiled faintly. "Dad."
"Xiachun! You're back! "
Dad chuckled. When he smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened. White streaks silently crept onto his originally black hair.
I only nodded and went straight into the house without exchanging pleasantries with him.
He probably felt that I was as cold as an outsider and more like a guest in this house.
Mom invited me to sit down on the sofa and suddenly asked, "Do you want to take a look at your room?"
"My room?"
I thought it was fun.
I hadn't even lived in this house for a day. How could there be a room for me?
"When you moved in, Dongyu left it for you. He said that if he didn't decorate your room, this house wouldn't feel like home anymore. "
When I heard Dongyu's name, I nodded.
She led me into the room. Although I had a lot of imagination about the room, I was still shocked when I saw the setting of the room.
It had the same layout as the room I used to live in. There was a desk, a single bed, a bookcase, and a computer desk.
My schoolbag and workbooks were neatly arranged on the desk, as if they were made of bricks.
Behind her, her mother smiled and said, "Dongyu will come to your room every day and sit for a while. Then, he'll talk to the photo on the table."
She walked up to me. "When I was in university, his room was always a mess. But your room is always clean. There's no dust at all."
I sat down on the bed. She looked at me and seemed a little uneasy. Then, she said, "Sit here for a while. Mom will go and help your dad."
"Oh."
My cold response made her even more embarrassed. She turned around and left. In her hurry, she forgot to close the door.
After she left, I walked around the room and opened the drawer. The diary was still in the same place.
I was a little surprised. I hadn't expected the diary to be safe and sound.
I originally thought that my mother would definitely tear it up.
I picked it up and flipped through a few pages. Suddenly, I felt that there was something wrong with the diary.
Under my original handwriting, there were lines of blue handwriting.
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