Chapter 196 (1/2)

Ye ChuChu didn't know how long he had been crying. It was almost dawn before he fell asleep.

At noon, ye ChuChu slowly opened her eyes, bright light is very dazzling, let her just opened a seam of eyes, had to close again, adapted for a long time, then completely opened.

Ye ChuChu's mind is still confused and has a terrible headache. She caresses her forehead with her little hand. The memory of yesterday, with the heart ache that makes her suffocate, suddenly pours into her brain. Her half sitting body is stiff.

Then she immediately turned over and got up, and ran downstairs with a look of panic. But the downstairs was already cold and clear. Ye's father and mother had already been away from home. Ye ChuChu only saw a note on the desk of the living room.

She picked it up and saw that it was left by Ye Fu and ye mu. It said, ChuChu, mom and dad went back to work first. I asked for leave for you today. You have a good rest. My parents will come back at the weekend.

When ye ChuChu visited, her heart was completely cold. Her heart was torn last night, but they still couldn't change their steps. They knew that today was her birthday, that today was her 18th birthday, that today was her adult day

But still go without hesitation, work is really so important?

Ye ChuChu holds the paper hand a loose, white paper light floating on the ground, ye ChuChu stepped on the past, went upstairs.

It's funny that she was worried just now that what she said last night would make her parents sad and run down in a hurry. However, it was her who worried too much.

It's impossible for parents to disturb their work rhythm because of her, or even ignore her yesterday.

Ye ChuChu stumbles back to the room, sits down in front of the desk, reaches for the drawer on the bottom floor, and there is a thick notebook in it. Ye ChuChu takes it down and spreads it out on the desk.

For others, notebook memory may be happy, sad, unforgettable... And what ye ChuChu wrote down are all her unspeakable wishes

Ye ChuChu lowered his eyes, moved his cool fingertips, and began to turn page by page, looking sad and unhappy