But my memory seems to be getting worse and worse recently. I can only remember bad things and happy things.

I tried hard to recall the joy I had in the past, and finally I remembered it.

I said, I want to go back to when I was learning to draw at my grandfather's house with my sister—

In the hot summer, there are noisy cicadas and creaking fans.

One day when I woke up from a nap, I found that my face was painted by my sister as a tabby cat.

I got up angrily and chased her with a paintbrush.

My sister ran too fast and was slipped by the watermelon peel in front of the house door, and fell to the sky.

I wanted to laugh at her, but I didn't expect that I would trip over the same piece of watermelon peel.

We just fell to the ground together, laughing.

The teacher smiled and said, it sounded like a happy day.

I said yes, that was a happy day.

If change is too difficult, then don't change it.

I want to go back to the happy day, as long as I stay forever, I will not need to change anything."

Su Hao held the diary tightly, from tears blurring to tears falling like rain.

My sister never thought of returning to the day when her sister was born to stop her birth.

My sister just wants to go back to the midsummer with her.

Xu Lie didn't know what Su Hao saw, but just thought she needed it, so he opened his arms to her.

Su Hao leaned into his arms, hugged him and sobbed: "Sister doesn't hate me, she doesn't hate me..."

Xu Lie gently patted her back and said gently in her ear: "Well, no one will hate us well."

*

The next day, Su Hao woke up naturally in the golden morning light.

Xu Lie was no longer in the room. Su Hao sat up from the bed and recalled when he left last night.

After thinking about it, I couldn't remember it. In my impression, she seemed to have fallen asleep after crying.

She touched her cheeks and found that there were no dry tears. She must have been wiped by a towel.

When I turned my head, I saw a note on the bedside table: Breakfast is in the microwave, so it is hot and you can eat it on time.

Su Hao slowly folded the note into a heart of love, smiled and stuck it on the memo wall at the head of the bed, then got out of bed and opened the curtains, letting the golden sunlight shine in unimpededly, and stood on the balcony and blew the comfortable and pleasant morning wind in late summer for a while.

She originally thought that she would have had many messy dreams last night, but it turned out to be a peaceful night.

She dreamed of nothing. The burdens pressed on her shoulders seemed to have suddenly been removed.

This was the first time in these years that she felt real, total relaxation.

Su Hao raised his face and basked in the sun for a while, and heard his stomach gushing.

She walked into the kitchen, heated the sandwich in the microwave, then turned to the bathroom to wash, while sending Xu Lie a WeChat message: "Thank you for your boyfriend's breakfast."

Xu Lie replied quickly: "For strawberries to sandwiches, it should be."

Su Hao then remembered something, pulled down his clothes and looked at the strawberry print in the mirror.

Lustful.

She bit her fingers, quickly covered her clothes, walked out of the bathroom, tidied up the pile of dirty clothes while eating sandwiches. When she walked to the bedside, she saw that the diary at the head of the bed was blown away by the wind, and the paper shook in the wind.

Su Hao walked over and wanted to close it, but in the sun, he saw a dense patch of concave marks on the paper.

She was stunned, picked up the diary and looked at it, and found that there were many words written on the page, as if they were printed through another piece of paper, so there was no color, leaving only traces.

Su Hao looked at it for a long time and couldn't recognize what he had written. He took a pencil from the desk and gently swept the pencil ink on it.

My sister's handwriting is slowly revealed—

"I've been sick for a long time and always thought that illness is a bad thing.

But this time, I seemed to have a disease called ‘girl’.

This disease occasionally makes me laugh."

Su Hao stood there blankly, and after a while, he continued to sweep his pen down, and his movements became a little anxious.

"The girl fell in love with a distant star.

Because it is too far away, I dare not write him into my diary.

I was afraid that even my diary would laugh at her overestimating her ability.

But she was even more afraid that if she didn't write it down, perhaps one day, she would forget the star as if she had forgotten the joys of the past.

So she was allowed to remember quietly like this.

Let him become her own secret.”

Su Hao's hand relaxed, and the pencil slowly rolled down the diary to the ground, making a crisp "click".

She seemed to think of something, and on the one hand she felt incredible, but on the other hand, it seemed that everything was reasonable.

Su Hao hurriedly changed his clothes, ran downstairs with his diary in his arms, ran all the way to the office building, and into Bian Ran's office.

Bian Ran seemed to have guessed that she would come long ago, and the door was wide open and it was not closed.

He sat there quietly, and smiled and said to her, "Good morning."

Su Hao ran fast all the way, but when he got here, he felt as heavy as if he had been filled with lead.

She held the diary and walked slowly to Bian Ran, picked up the page she swept by the pencil and showed it to him, and said in a trembling voice: "...have you seen these?"

Bian Ran's eyes narrowed as if they were stabbed by the sun.

After a long silence, he stood up and nodded: "I've seen it, after she left."

Su Hao's eyes flashed at him.

"Sorry," Bian Lan lowered his eyelids, "I might be able to save her..."

"But I didn't save her."

So from then on, she didn't even dare to mention her name.

The word "she" is the most understatement, the most profound and unforgettable.

Su Hao stood there, looking at Bian Lan's eyes.
Chapter completed!