Chapter 79
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Song Qingchun pulled it out out of curiosity and realized it was not a book but a notebook.
It looked like a diary …
The notebook was thick, and the cover looked old like it had been used for a long time.
Song Qingchun studied the diary, and a suspicion rose in her heart. Su Zhinian wouldn't be writing in a diary at his age, would he?
He's a man with no sense of humanity, so what kind of diary would he be writing?
Could it be a boring diary about what he ate that day and what he bought that day?
Song Qingchun could not help but laugh softly at this thought. Then she turned to look at the closed bedroom door. After a moment's hesitation, she flipped open the notebook.
The first page of the notebook only had the name "Su Zhinian" written on it.
The name was neatly written, but the handwriting was immature, completely different from his signature. It was probably written when he was young.
The diary filled up half the notebook. Song Qingchun skimmed through it and realized the handwriting was getting more and more mature from the first page to the last.
"Who would have thought that Maniac Su would still have this habit of writing a diary after so many years? Should I call him Diary Su in the future? "
Song Qingchun grumbled softly to herself before flipping to the next page to look at it.
When Su Zhinian heard the words' Diary Su ', he slowly came back to his senses. For a moment, he did not understand the meaning behind those three words, and there was a hint of indulgence at the bottom of his eyes that even he did not realize.
Did she give me another nickname?
Before the thought settled in Su Zhinian's mind, he heard Song Qingchun's gentle voice say, "It's my honor to meet you in three lifetimes, to marry you in one lifetime …"
"This is written in Diary Su? What a beautiful sentence … "
Su Zhinian then realized what Song Qingchun was looking at. His eyes narrowed subconsciously as he turned back to the study and dashed out the door.
During her senior year of high school, Song Qingchun had copied quite a lot of Su Zhinian's homework, so she could still remember his handwriting. Therefore, when she flipped to the page, she recognized it immediately as Su Zhinian's high school diary.
There were several diary entries on that page. Each entry was very short, especially the first one, which only had one sentence.
"I'm lucky to have met you in three lifetimes, and I'll marry you in this lifetime."
As Song Qingchun read it out loud, she could feel her heart skipping a beat.
"Was this written in Su's diary? What a beautiful sentence … "Song Qingchun was about to continue when the diary in her hand suddenly fell to the floor. Then, she stood motionless beside the bed.
About thirty seconds later, Song Qingchun blinked lightly as she came to. She stared at the diary on the floor with a deep frown. Wasn't I reading the diary earlier? Why did the diary fall to the ground?
Song Qingchun was dazed for a moment before bending down to pick up the diary again. She continued where she left off. "I didn't expect him to be able to write something so artistic …"
Song Qingchun then flipped through the diary. "Looks like I can call him Su Wenyi from now on …"
"What are you doing?" Just as Song Qingchun's fingers flipped open the cover of the diary, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Su Zhinian's icy voice drifted out.
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