Chapter 971 (2/2)

Shen Zhiyu can't wait to open the first page, full of Shen Zhiyu's name, shocking.

If you turn it back, it's not a diary. It's just a record of your heart. Sometimes you just write a few words that you can't understand, or a few words, or sometimes a whole article.

There are crooked handwriting, there are also correct and meaningful handwriting, just like his mood at that time.

Every word of this is Xia Beiqing's deep thoughts, which he doesn't want to let anyone know.

Shen Zhiyu turned page by page and looked at it word by word. His face, which had no blood color, became more pale. His hands trembled and his notebook slammed on the ground. Shen Zhiyu was shaking and was about to fall.

Shen Zhiyu said, ”give it to me.”

Yang Shao asked: ”can you really bear it? The truth is often cruel. ”

Shen Zhiyu's paranoid hand: ”give it to me.”

He wants to know why the north leans away from him. He wants to know why the north leans to end his life.

”All right.” Yang Shao slowly hands the notebook to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu can't wait to open the first page, full of Shen Zhiyu's name, shocking.

If you turn it back, it's not a diary. It's just a record of your heart. Sometimes you just write a few words that you can't understand, or a few words, or sometimes a whole article.

There are crooked handwriting, there are also correct and meaningful handwriting, just like his mood at that time.

Every word of this is Xia Beiqing's deep thoughts, which he doesn't want to let anyone know.

Shen Zhiyu turned page by page and looked at it word by word. His face, which had no blood color, became more pale. His hands trembled and his notebook slammed on the ground. Shen Zhiyu was shaking and was about to fall.