Gu Nanqiao finished reading the first page and turned to the second.
The first few pages were filled with everyday trivialities, but starting from the ninth page, they involved events from that year.
She carefully read what Lin Qingcheng had recorded, her expression growing increasingly heavy.
There wasn't much written inside, but what was there was crucial; after reading it and considering what Mo Feng said, she pretty much understood.
She turned to the last page and then put the diary back in its place, took the key, and left.
…
Huo Jingting only came back after ten at night.
She didn't mention the terms with Mo Feng to him, and he didn't bring it up either; the two of them joked and laughed as usual, as if there wasn't the slightest hint of anything out of the ordinary.
No one could guess what secrets they were hiding in their hearts.
Huo Jingting lay on her stomach, listening for a while, gently stroking it, "Will she move now?"
