She walked into the study and looked around. She didn't see Lu Tianyi and was about to leave. There was a strong wind blowing through the window, and the curtains hanging on the window floated directly to the desk. The house is near the sea and on the top floor. It's windy.
Chen Yuxin went to the window and turned it down a little.
Then she wanted to tie up the curtains. It was windy just now. She had blown up the curtains and spread them on the desk. She grabbed the curtains and pulled them hard, and the curtains on the desk pulled down. Then she heard a "pa" sound. It should be a book or something that fell on the floor.
After she tied the curtains, she went to the desk and saw an old diary with a little yellow pages. The open diary fell on the floor.
She bent down and picked up the diary. When she took the diary, a strong wind blew in through the crack of the window. The pages of the diary were turned over by the wind. Then a piece of paper fell out of the diary and was blown into the corner of the wall by the wind.
Chen Yuxin put the diary on the desk. She went over and picked up the paper. It was an A4 size drawing paper. The drawing paper had turned yellow. The drawing paper had been folded and clamped in the diary and had been opened by the wind.
She wanted to fold the paper and put it back in her diary. Lu Tianyi's personal things. She didn't intend to read them without his consent.
But when she folded the drawing paper, she unconsciously saw that the drawing paper was a picture, which attracted her eyes.
She couldn't control her hands. She opened the picture and looked at it with both hands.
There is a round table and a chair in the drawing paper. There is a cake on the round table. On the chair sits a woman with a headscarf and a smiling mother. A little boy with a red scarf sits on the woman's thigh, holds the woman's waist tightly with both hands, puts his head on his mother's chest, tilts his head, and looks at his mother smiling brightly.
Her hands trembled slightly as she held the picture.
The bottom of the painting reads: mother's arms, November 20, 20XX.
November 20th is his birthday.
The date is nearly 20 years from now. It was painted on his seventh birthday.
Holding this picture, Chen Yuxin felt like holding a kilogram object, which made her a little out of breath.
Her eyes were sour and unknowingly shed two lines of tears.
At noon, she saw that the balcony was full of carnations. She felt very strange at that time. Now she finally understood that a boy who lacked maternal love was looking for his maternal love.
She approached the desk, took out two paper towels from the paper towel box and wiped away the tears on her face.
Fold the picture, open the diary and return the picture folder.
She doesn't like to peek at other people's secrets without their consent.
But the moment she opened her diary, she didn't want to close it back.
On the first page, the words are a little crooked, which is hard to write one by one. On November 20, 20XX, my grandparents and I came back to Yuncheng for our first birthday.
It was written on his sixth birthday.
Second pages, June 1st 20XX, June 1 children's day, class organization celebration 61 activities, invite parents to participate, other children are mothers accompany them to play games, I am my grandmother playing games with me.
Seeing here, Chen Yuxin has sobbed.
On the third page, November 20, 20XX, I came back to Yuncheng for my second birthday. This year is so lively. In addition to my grandparents accompanying me, two guests came, aunt Wen and naughty Guan Zhi Cheng.
He doesn't know how to write Sheng characters. He uses Pinyin.
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