Chapter 2092: The notebook of truth she discovered (4)
Translator: 549690339
what’s wrong with that? when I was driving back, I saw the curtains floating. If the bedroom door was closed, there wouldn’t be any wind flowing in.
this meant that if the curtains were floating, the door was open.
Someone came in.
bo yi said this in a calm tone. he did not seem to be angry at her for barging into his room.
of course, an mu was guilty and flustered. after all, she did see something like yingluo.
An mu felt like she was on pins and needles on his lap. She wanted to get up, but he held her waist. Although he did not use much strength, an mu still felt that she could not move.
Bo Yi’s gaze was complicated.
last night, he did some bad things to an mu again, which confused his thoughts and made her feel uneasy.
An mu continued to say slowly, ” Qianqian, I saw you write down a lot of things that happened between us in your notebook. Qianqian was very detailed, so detailed that she had a bad stomach, a cold, fever, and so on, but Qianqian .
as she said this, an mu slowly raised her head and looked at him with a complicated gaze. ” luo bo yi, do you often forget what happened to you.
bo yi was slightly stunned when he heard this. he looked at her. ” why do you say that? ”
An mu pursed her lips. no matter what, I still have to apologize for my behavior. I think many people can’t accept peeking at your diary.
to be honest, I didn’t see many messages. You came back after two minutes. I saw that the things you recorded were all recent and very detailed, especially
Wanwan.
An mu could not help but recall the page she saw later.
The words ‘she’s not feeling well, don’t torture her at night’ seemed to be telling someone else, or rather, it was telling herself to pay attention. She couldn’t explain the feeling, but the only explanation she could give was that he always lost some of his memories of what happened in his daily life.
That’s why he recorded it down in such detail.
Although this was already unbelievable, it was only a guess. A real notebook couldn’t explain everything.