But after Gu Nian left, Curry didn't jump up.
Gu Nian, do you know?
It now sleeps at the foot of your bed every night, as if waiting for you to come back.
Nian Nian, Curry and I are waiting for you to come back.
…
December 5th.
Nian Nian, when will you come back?
Do you really not care about me anymore?
You come back and take care of me. What would you do to me without you?
I started to have nightmares again and couldn't sleep every day.
Not only do I have nightmares about being kidnapped before, but I also dream about you getting farther and farther away from me. Every night I dream that you will leave me and never come back. Gradually, even your face cannot be seen clearly.
So, I don't dare to sleep anymore.
I'm afraid that if I keep dreaming, it will become true.
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January 29th.
Gu Nian hasn't come back yet.
Nian Nian, I miss you so much.
If you don't come back, this will be the end of my life.
Nian Nian, I, Chu Zhaoyang, only have you in this life, and the position of my wife only belongs to you.
If you don't come back, that position will be vacant.
I have been alone my entire life.
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Gu Nian kept scrolling down.
Every day, it recorded how Chu Zhaoyang lived when she was away, recorded that she had not come back, and recorded the progress of his search for her.
From these simple words, she could see his loneliness and hardship.
She didn't know what his mood was when he wrote these words every day.
Gu Nian's nose was sore and she endured the pain in her eyes.
Until the day she came back to Yucheng.
Chu Zhaoyang's handwriting became messy, unstable, and a little crooked, as if he was writing in the car.
Father-in-law said that Gu Nian is back, she is back!
I am on my way to the airport now, Gu Nian, wait for me.
His hands were shaking, so his handwriting was as crooked as a tadpole's tail.
At the end of the last "I" character, the paper seemed to have been stained with water and was slightly wrinkled.
The word "I" is also blurred.
Gu Nian touched the wrinkled circle the size of his fingertips. He must have been crying.
Tears fell on it, blurring the writing and crumpling the paper.
A tear fell from Gu Nian's eye and fell on the paper, right next to the spot where Chu Zhaoyang had dropped it before.
The places where the two tears fell were side by side, just like him and her.
The door to the room was gently opened again, and Chu Zhaoyang had returned from doing business in the study.
Seeing Gu Nian crying, Chu Zhaoyang immediately strode forward: "What's wrong?"
He had a sullen face, but he couldn't bear to see Gu Nian cry.
Holding Gu Nian's face, he bent down, his face was very close to hers, and his breath was shallow and hot on her face.
His hands carefully wiped away the tears on her face.
Looking down, he saw the black leather notebook placed on Gu Nian's lap.
"Are you crying when you read this?" Chu Zhaoyang saw freshly wet tears on the page.
Gu Nian sniffed and said, "I was curious, so I opened it and took a look."
She raised her head and looked at him pitifully with teary eyes, like a child, cautiously afraid of being blamed by him.
This pitiful little appearance made Chu Zhaoyang dumbfounded and helpless.
"I didn't blame you, what are you afraid of?" Chu Zhaoyang laughed and took the notebook away from her hand.
The man sat next to Gu Nian, picked her up in his arms, and let her sit on his lap.
"Is there anything I can't show you?" Chu Zhaoyang held her in his arms, holding her soft body in his arms, feeling extremely satisfied.
He lowered his head, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Even the company's secrets will be shown to you as soon as I tell you to read them. This diary is nothing. You are so nervous with me, which makes me feel uncomfortable."
"I just feel that this is your private mood." Gu Nian was gentle and gentle in his arms, "However, I also feel that there is nothing you wouldn't show me anyway, so I opened it to take a look. "
"That's right." Chu Zhaoyang slightly bent his eyes, very happy that Gu Nian understood this.
"Look at this, I'm not unhappy. I'm unhappy because you feel sad." Chu Zhaoyang lowered his head and nuzzled the tip of her nose.
"But how can I not be sad?" Gu Nian's forehead arched into Chu Zhaoyang's arms, close to his heart.
It seemsed that she could still feel his heartbeat.
"Especially when I saw you waiting for me at home and heard a noise at the door and thought it was me, I felt really uncomfortable." Gu Nian's eyes were sore and she unconsciously tightened his arms.
This man was so good that it madevpeople feel bad.
In the beginning, he suffered no less than she did in the past three years.
Some people's suffering was suffered through the flesh.
Some people suffer psychologically.
In her opinion, the psychological suffering was more severe.
Bitterness on the skin and flesh could be cured by medicine.
But psychologically suffering, you can only work hard to redeem yourself.
She left so willfully back then, but he never blamed her. Instead, he always blamed himself for not protecting her.
But actually, she couldn't always let him protect her, could she?
She couldn't be a drag on him.
She had to learn to protect herself, and also, protect him.
Chu Zhaoyang gently patted Gu Nian's back to calm her down and said: "I am writing this diary just because I am the only one. I have so many things in my heart that I don't know who to talk to, so I just write it on paper."
Gu Nian was in Chu Zhaoyang's arms, and she almost said that she would take the little guy to live here and never be separated again.