Chapter 105

In order to be on guard, he wants to take Lin le to see a psychologist.

However, he was afraid to stimulate Lin Le, who was not easy to calm down, so he had to say it roundly.

“…… I'm fine. I don't have to see a shrink. " Sure enough, Lin Le turned around and turned his back.

Fang Hongyuan, "..."

"Well, if it's nothing, I'll go back and see a lot." Lin Le ignores Fang Hongyuan's eyes and leaves.

Fang Hongyuan stands in the same place, helplessly looking at Lin le.

For a long time, he hammered the wall heavily and closed his eyes in pain.

……

Fang Hongyuan was not at home, and Yin Meilian went back to her house.

Feeling bored, Su Wenxin runs to the storage room and pulls out the box brought back from C City, sorting out the contents of the box.

Turning, her eyes suddenly fell on a locked password diary.

There are two words on the cover of the diary: Dong Qing.

Beautiful font.

"Mom's diary seems to be some years old..." Su Wenxin, like discovering the new world, excitedly picked up Dong Qing's diary and wiped the dust on the notebook with a rag.

Until the diary is clean, Su Wenxin holds the diary and sits on the sofa.

She wanted to see what her mother had written in her diary.

However, the lock with password can't be unlocked.

Su Wenxin gradually turned from excitement to chagrin, chagrined at why he was so stupid that he couldn't even open a password lock.

Fang Hongyuan, who came back from the hospital, went home tired with full heart. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Su Wenxin sitting on the sofa with his knees crossed, wrinkling his eyebrows tightly.

Su Wenxin raised his head and found that Fang Hongyuan came back. He waved to Fang Hongyuan in a hurry, "husband, come here quickly."

"What's the matter?" Fang Hongyuan asked.

"I can't open this codebook." Su Wenxin hands the codebook to Fang Hongyuan.

“…… Whose is it? " Fang Hongyuan was stunned.

"My mother's." Su asked, "last time I went to C City, I brought it back from my grandmother's old house."

“…… Since it's shit, can't you open it like this? " Fang Hongyuan talks.

"Oh, I don't think so." Sue asked her heart and dropped her head.

"Mother's birthday." Fang Hongyuan studied the password column in his diary.

This is a very old-fashioned password book. The password column has only four digits.

"May 18." Sue asked.

“05…… 18……” Fang Hongyuan tried to open the password.

This old password book should be Dong Qing's when she was young. The older generation always like to use her birthday as a password. I don't know if Dong Qing has this habit.

It turns out that Dong Qing didn't have the wrong password.

“……” There was disappointment in Su's look.

“0、3、1、5。” Fang Hongyuan retype a password.

It's Sue Wenxin's birthday.

Or the password is wrong.

"Come on, the password is so complicated. Maybe my mother doesn't want me to see it." Sue asked.

However, the wrong password twice in a row, it is Fang Hongyuan's obsessive-compulsive disorder hook up.

He did not give up, lost again, "1815."

The password is still wrong.

Su Wenxin, "..."

“0515……” Fang Hongyuan did not give up and continued to try.

Su Wenxin shrinks in the body and leans on Fang Hongyuan's side, looking at him eagerly.

Suddenly, the code lock made a weak sound.

"Why? How do you drive it? " Looking at the opened codebook, Su Wenxin cries out happily. She grabs the codebook and asks Fang Hongyuan curiously.

"Mom's birthday month plus your birthday date." Fang Hongyuan said, rubbing his eyebrows.

Excited and speechless, Su Wenxin suddenly stretches his neck and kisses Fang Hongyuan in the face.

“……” Fang Hongyuan's heart softened. He looked at Su Wenxin's happy appearance and laughed softly.

She's so easy to be happy.

"I went to see the diary ~" finally opened the password book, Su asked impatiently was the body shadow, decisively opened the first page of the notebook ready to read.

"Don't go." Cold not Ding but of hand, will su ask the wrist of the heart to hold.

Su Wenxin looks at Fang Hongyuan without knowing how abnormal he is.

Looking at Fang Hongyuan's face, Su Wenxin's heart ached and asked in a shallow voice, "husband, what's the matter with you?"

"A little tired." Fang Hongyuan came back.

"If you are tired, take a rest." Sue asked, "have you eaten yet? If you don't eat, I'll make it for you now. I'll take it upstairs for you. ""Oh..." Fang Hongyuan laughed, "my hand is not broken."

"Ah?" Su is not sure.

"Stay with me for a while." Fang Hongyuan pulls Su Wenxin lying on the sofa, letting her pillow her thigh, while he looks down at her face.

"Good." Su Wenxin is very clever. She is as meek as a kitten. She rubs Fang Hongyuan's heart and holds Fang Hongyuan's waist tightly with her backhand.

Fang Hongyuan closed his eyes slowly.

"Husband, you are thin..." Secluded, the ear spreads Su to ask the heart sad voice.

Listening to Su Wenxin's painful words, Fang Hongyuan's heart is flowing slowly. He said shallowly, "are you all right, haven't you lost too much weight?"

"A little thin is a little thin." Su Wenxin looked up at Fang Hongyuan's face. "I don't like you getting thinner."

"What do you like about me?" Fang Hongyuan asked.

"I like that you are strong and strong. You are soft and comfortable to hold." Sue asked her heart and burst out laughing.

"I'm not a pig. Can I grow strong?" Fang Hongyuan tried to poke Su's head, but he didn't say it.

Sue asked her heart and laughed, "pigs are more useful."

"Well? Then I'll be of less use? " As soon as Fang Hongyuan opened his eyes, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at Su Wenxin.

This dead girl.

I've learned to be garrulous.

What do you mean pigs are so useful?

Ah???

No!

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!

Why does he compare himself to a pig!

Staring at Fang Hongyuan's eyes, Su Wenxin couldn't hold back. He buried his face in his heart again, and his smiling shoulders were shaking. "Husband, you'll get caught too."

"It's not for you." Fang Hongyuan extended his hand and continued to poke Su Wenxin's forehead.

"It hurts." Sue asked her heart and murmured bitterly, "you've poked me into a fool."

"You're stupid." Fang Hongyuan's cruel return.

"It's better if you don't poke. The more you poke, the more stupid you are!" Su Wenxin is not angry.

"You can't blame others for being stupid." Fang Hongyuan was also unconvinced and continued to poke her head.

"Stop poking, I'm not a balloon!" Su Wenxin was stabbed by Fang Hongyuan and collapsed.

"I didn't poke the balloon, otherwise I would have poked it through."

“…… I don't care about you anymore... " Su asked the heart, the corners of his mouth took out, turned his eyes, simply continued to turn his face, and buried it in his heart again.

Looking at her in his arms, all the haze in Fang Hongyuan's heart disappears. He hugs Su Wenxin tightly.

Suddenly, Su Wenxin gently moved his body and slowly raised his head. His soft lips were kissing Fang Hongyuan's lips.

Her heart pounded as she took the initiative to kiss herself.

Fang Hongyuan out of control will be ready to kiss her back of the head hard, deep and hot kiss, kiss the intense and lingering. During the kiss, her pajamas slowly faded and slid down her waist

……

The bright sunshine is warm on people. Su Wenxin takes Dong Qing's notebook and sits on the hanging chair on the balcony. He opens the first page of the notebook.

April 13, 1988, sunny.

Today, a propaganda team came to our factory to perform in the Great Hall of the people. The tickets for the performance are very expensive, but Yiman and Xiangxue are dragging me to buy tickets.

I'm very curious about what kind of propaganda team will make these two iron roosters willing to spend so much money to buy those expensive tickets.

April 14, 1988, sunny.

Today, I was pulled to the cinema by Yiman and Xiangxue to buy tickets. There were a lot of people in line. We waited for three hours and finally got tickets. It hurts to spend so much money. I haven't bought the woolen coat I want to buy yet.

On Saturday night, I really want to see what kind of person the pillar of the publicity team is like. It cost me money to buy Nizi's coat.

April 18, 1988, heavy rain.

Today's performance, but it rained heavily, I didn't want to go too much. I want to listen to music and draw at home, but Yiman and Xiangxue come and drag me out of the door. Three people, only one umbrella, we were very embarrassed by the rain.

I saw the column of the propaganda team. It's very common. I don't understand why Yiman and Xiangxue like him so much.

I think, for watching these performances, I prefer to stay at home to draw and listen to music.

Teresa Teng's song is very nice.

Oh, by the way, I have a cold.

It's raining.

April 19, 1988, Yin.

Yiman and Xiangxue went to work. I had a fever. I was lying in bed and wanted to die. I thought about my mother. If my mother was there, I would boil ginger soup for me.

April 20, 1988, sunny.

It's much better today, and it's not so cold. When I went out to buy cold medicine, I accidentally bumped into a person. He was like a gentleman. He took me to the pharmacy.We talked all the way, Teresa Teng.

Coincidentally, he also likes Teresa Teng.

April 27, 1988, sunny.

I know his name. His surname is Mei. It's a beautiful surname. But his name is Mei Yu. Meiyu silk, many poets like, but I don't like Meiyu, I feel very hypocritical.

It's raining. It's very annoying.

He is also a member of the propaganda team.

But he's not an actor. He's the director of the team.

April 30, 1988, cloudy.

Mr. Mei Yu asked me to go to the cinema today. I don't know if I should agree with him. He said to give me time to think about it.

May 2, 1988, sunny.

I promised Mr. Mei Yu to go to the cinema with him.

I I like Meiyu.

Page by page, the corner of Su's mouth slightly tilted.

This diary records Dong Qing's mood changes page by page. A few words, her simple and girlish mood all recorded in the diary.