Dear, Love Me Gently

Chu Mingyang looked at Grandpa and went out with Chu housekeeper in high spirits. His sexy lips aroused a smile. Grandpa thinks about so many problems all day. It's better to let him look at life again and see the flame of life again.

Live every day.

Chu Mingyang read a lot of books about men in his study and found a lot of information about men on the Internet. The root cause of his situation lies in Lu Xiaoxin.

The root of the disease is Lu Xiaoxin. He has a headache when he thinks of Lu Xiaoxin's bad temper. I want Lu Xiaoxin to wake him up. I'm afraid Lu Xiaoxin's rash problem will relapse and uproot him.

He had to think of such a thing in advance.

He can't guarantee whether Lu Xiaoxin will have an emergency, so if he wants to cure his problem, he has to think of a skill.

Chu Mingyang didn't like tea. He got up and walked downstairs. He made a cup of coffee and carried it upstairs.

Come to the study again.

He had a general understanding of his body. When he just passed Lu Xiaoxin's bedroom, he pushed the door and took a look. Lu Xiaoxin was still sleeping. If it wasn't for a tear in her body, he would kick the door and pick her up.

In order to let her heal the torn wound quickly, he is ready to let the bold ghost rest well.

He picked up his cell phone, opened the novel he had downloaded and prepared to read some books. He doesn't like reading the book written by Lu Xiaoxin very much. After all, it's something women love to read. In order to pass the time, browse it.

Open the book and click to continue reading.

Here is a passage:

My happiness is very simple. I hope to have a warm home, a few families who love me, and a few lovely babies. However, such simple happiness is a dream for me, a rookie.

Others can touch the happiness, but I look forward to the stars and the moon, and watch others have it.

I have no family, no relatives, no marriage, and no children. Once I also complained that life was always so unfair. Until my grandmother, adoptive father and adoptive mother left me one after another, I no longer dared to expect the company and love of my family.

I seem to be a cancer. Whoever comes near me will be poisoned.

The master said my life is too hard. I don't want to do this, but what can I do. I have no right to choose life. I have only the right to live strong.

Until he appeared

Seeing this, Chu Mingyang frowned slightly.

Life is too hard?

rats.

What age did you still believe this statement until he appeared?

Curious about who Lu Xiaoxin wrote, Chu Mingyang began to look down.

The following is written as follows:

He is my college classmate. His name is Chu Jintian. He is very sunny and shines into my heart. There was a person in my heart, but I was still attracted by the sunny boy.

Sometimes, I am very contradictory. I lived in my heart a long time ago. I thought no one would come into my heart again.

Until that day, I saw the diary, I believe that fate is doomed.

Originally, a long time ago, there was a love that had been deeply buried in my heart.

Seeing his diary, I held him and cried for a long time.

He made me wait so hard

Seeing this, Chu Mingyang's deep eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that Lu Xiaoxin loved Chu Jintian, but he didn't expect that the little woman had waited for Chu Jintian for so long.

Did they know each other very early?

Why did she use that description for a long time.

How long will it take? She's only 23.

What the bold ghost wrote is unreliable. Chu Mingyang was curious about what kind of boy Chu Jintian was. It turned out that he was a very sunny boy.

Must be handsome, too.

The men of the Chu family are very good-looking, so it is more convenient for the men of the Chu family to play with women.

Diary?

Chu Jintian also likes to keep a diary. What diary is it that makes the little woman cry with the man for a long time.

Chu Mingyang put down his cell phone and was in no mood to see it.

It turned out that there were so many stories about little women in this book. He felt a little heavy when he read them. Especially when he saw his half brother, Chu Mingyang was really in a bad mood.

So how could a sunny boy die.

If my father knew that his other son was gone, would my father be very sad? Chu Mingyang was also very helpless about this matter.

dying is as natural as living.

Go to the window and look at the fish tank on the windowsill. There is no fish in the fish tank, only a little turtle. This is the little tortoise that bit Lu Xiaoxin's nose. Now the tortoise doesn't eat meat and is vegetarian. Looking at the little turtle, I couldn't help thinking of the past. In the past, he also liked to keep a diary. I remember that all his diaries were collected by his mother.

Put down the coffee cup and strode outside.

Chu Mingyang drove away from the villa and went straight to his mother's community.

Yang Lan just came back from her beauty salon and saw her son's car coming in, stepping on high heels and coming happily.

Baby.

Mom, go upstairs first.

Chu Mingyang took the bag from her mother and followed her upstairs.

Come upstairs.

Baby, what's up?

Mom, there's nothing important. Do you still keep the diary I wrote before?

Smelly boy, of course, keep it. It's all my baby son's beautiful childhood memories.

Hehe, mom, show me.

Chu Mingyang heard that those diaries were collected by his mother, and his hanging heart finally fell.

Baby, come with me.

Yang Lan raised her hand and asked her son to follow her to the study. When she came to the study, Yang Lan opened the safe.

You are really my mother. I put my diary in the safe.

Of course, who calls you my baby? All your mothers are rare.

The safe opened. Yang Lan squatted down and pointed to the top floor.

These are all. You can read whichever you want.

OK, mom, go and have a rest first. I'll have a look around.

OK, son, I'll take a shower. Later, mom will take you out to eat delicious food.

Uh huh.

Seeing his mother as a child, Chu Mingyang's heart is warm. No wonder Lu Xiaoxin wants relatives so much. It turns out that he feels so happy with his mother.

Poor parents all over the world.

Chu Mingyang picked up a diary and read it. With the contents of the diary, the corners of his lips were reminded from time to time.

How childish.

One by one, he wanted to find the diary recording childhood memories. However, when he picked up the last diary, he didn't find the one about his childhood diary.

Bend over and look into the safe. It's gone.

He carefully checked the safe again and still couldn't find it.

Twenty minutes later, his mother came in with a towel and wiping her hair.

Son, did you find the baby?

Yang Lan likes to joke with his son.

When she was a child, every time she saw her son squatting on the ground playing, she would deliberately pretend to be attracted by something and say curiously: mom found the baby.

Mom, I still have a diary. Why didn't I find it?

Son, your diary is in the safe.

But one is missing.

Why.

Yang Lan came over curiously and saw her son's expression. She knew that diary was very important to her son.

Mom, you have a safe. Who knows the password?

You and me, and you

Yang Lan wanted to say, you and me, and your father, but when she thought that her husband was gone, she swallowed her words back.

Mom, does dad know the password of this safe, too?

yes.

Yang Lan nodded.

Mom, has dad read these diaries?

Chu Mingyang turned and looked at his mother.

Son, what happened?

Yang Lan saw her son's slightly dignified eyes and asked with worry.

Mom, I suspect Dad took one of my diaries.

Chu Mingyang relied on his intuition of doing business for many years. He thought of the words written in Lu Xiaoxin's book. Those words recorded in the diary, or a diary a long time ago.

The bold ghost cried for a long time when he saw the diary. What kind of story moved the bold ghost to cry for a long time. What if the diary was his?

Dad's dead. There's no proof.

The only diary in his mother's safe is the one. Chu Mingyang doesn't believe it's a coincidence.

Dad is dead and Chu Jintian is dead. Two key people are dead. It seems meaningless to investigate again. He put the other diaries back in the safe one by one and locked them for his mother.

Son, what happened?

Mom, I suspect Dad took the diary.

Why do you say that?

Mom, I must find that diary.

Son, where do you want to find it?

cemetery.

You stinky boy, do you want to dig your father's grave?

Yang Lan raised her hand and beat her son. Although there were women outside her husband, she was like a living widow, but everyone died and everything passed.

How can I find my diary without digging the grave.