Ji Changmu could imagine that when his father wrote down the diary with a pen, he felt very satisfied and regarded it as an ordinary record.

Ji Changmu flipped through a few more pages. They were basically fragmented diaries. Each entry was not long. He did not write it every day. Sometimes he would write it once every half month, and sometimes he would write it twice a day.

They are all trivial records, such as New Year's Eve and Spring Festival.

At that time, he was in middle school and his grades were good. Ji Donghuai would also express his happiness in his diary, such as - "Changmu ranked first in the city again in the final exam. I am very happy for him."

His father never showed too much excitement in front of him. Most of the time he would just verbally encourage him, but in his diary, there were many delicate psychological records.

There are some things that Ji Changmu has long forgotten, but there are them in his diary.

Qiao Muyuan's sharp eyes saw one and she read it in a low voice: "This afternoon the daughter of Lao Cui's family came to see Chang Mu and handed me a letter. I knew it was a love letter as soon as I saw it. I don't remember how many times it was the gang leader.

Mu has received love letters. This guy has too many suitors, more than I did back then. However, he seems to be more interested in the daughter of the Tong family. As long as he doesn’t delay his studies, he can like anyone, and the daughter of the Tong family is not bad either.

, a very gentle little girl.”

Ji Changmu didn't have time to block this part, so he simply didn't block it, so as not to look guilty.

The diary is completely filled with the tone of a father, kind, peaceful and instructive.

Qiao Muyuan had no contact with Ji Donghuai at all. She originally thought that he was a serious and cold man like her father. Unexpectedly, he seemed to be kind, kind and easy to get along with.

Ji Donghuai's appearance gradually became fuller in Qiao Muyuan's mind, and it gradually ceased to be a vague symbol.

As soon as Qiao Muyuan finished reading, Ji Changmu coughed lightly and turned over this paragraph with a smile: "My dad really writes everything in his diary."

"Ji Changmu, you are dishonest, what kind of Miss Cui family are you?"

"I'm wronged. I didn't know about this at all. My dad should have given me the letter, but I never read it, so I didn't know it was a love letter."

"real?"

"real."

Qiao Muyuan did not interrupt him. Anyway, she silently made a note in her heart.

Ji Changmu turned to the last page of this diary again, which was the last diary entry of the year.

It turns out that each diary is a year. No wonder there are so many diaries of different colors in the cabinet.

Ji Changmu counted and found that there were probably more than twenty books. Perhaps, his father had been keeping diaries from a very early age.

Qiao Muyuan asked him: "Can I take a copy and have a look?"

"good."

Qiao Muyuan randomly picked out one.

She actually wanted to know more about Ji Changmu's father and Ji Changmu from another perspective.

She had no involvement in his past, which was always a bit regretful.

Opening the diary, Qiao Muyuan casually turned to the middle page.

This diary turned out to be from the year Ji Changmu was born. Because the storage performance of the safe is excellent, the diary has not faded and is as new as ever.

Ji Donghuai's calligraphy is very beautiful, regular and powerful.

I heard that words are like people, Qiao Muyuan guessed that Ji Changmu's father was just as he said, an upright and resolute man.
Chapter completed!