Chapter 1100 (2/2)
Ning Huan nodded, ”what about you?”
”I'll be out in a minute.”
”Well.” Ning Huan hugged Xiao Chen and walked out of the house.
Standing at the door of the Shabby Cottage, waiting for Quan Shaocheng.
Quan Shaocheng didn't mean to come out. Instead, he walked in and came to a bed and saw a diary on the wall cabinet.
It's been some years, but it's obviously been turned over many times. There's no dust on it. Quan Shaocheng opens the first page and looks at the handwriting on it. It's the girl's English handwriting. The handwriting is very beautiful.
After Quan Shaocheng picked up the diary, he left the messy room.
”What is this?” Ning Huan looks at the diary in the hand of Quan Shaocheng and asks in a voice.”Diary.”
”Diary? Whose diary
”It should be Joe.”
Ning Huan nods.
Quan Shaocheng held Xiaochen in his arms, and then put the diary in Ning Huan's hand.
Ning Huan looks at the diary and wants to know what is written in the diary. The diary is very clean without any dust.
Ning Huan turns to the first page. All the contents are described in English.
”Whose diary is this, mom?”
”It's your mother's.” Ning Huan reached out and touched Xiao Chen's head.
”Mom?” Xiao Chen was surprised.
”Yes.” Ning smiles and nods.
After sitting in the car, Xiao Chen fell asleep in the safety chair, while Ning Huan sat beside her and looked at Qiao Qiao's diary.
It records the three months that she and Gretel spent together, and Qiao was sincere and sincere. Although only three months, it was also the most precious memory of her life.
……
”Bang --”
the room was dark. The girl had just finished cleaning and was lying on the bed waiting for sleep.
She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Hearing the sound, she looked at the door in a panic.
The door of the house has been in disrepair for a long time, and the old wooden table and several chairs are used to block the door panel. This sound makes Qiao Qiao a little afraid,
”who is it JOJO plucked up his courage to speak.
”Help me.” Outside, the man's voice rings.
Chinese?
Qiao Qiao didn't expect that the man outside was speaking Chinese, which made Joe feel friendly.
She quickly got up and moved towards the door. There was a lot of footwork and noise outside.
”Who are you?” Joe opened the table and chair slightly, opened a crack in the door and looked at the man at the door.
He had fallen to the ground, covered in blood.
Joe was shocked. ”Why are you bleeding so much?”
”Help me.”
Save him?
If you don't save him, he will surely die.
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