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  Yan Rusheng closed the diary and unconsciously, his eyes turned red. He covered his face with his hands, and it had carried a lingering scent of aged paper.

  This diary acted as a time capsule which brought him back to the innocent and unforgettable past which they could never return to.

  In those years, they were inseparable.

  He used the same way to pry the locked wooden box. A purple moldy plastic ring greeted his eyes.

  Yan Rusheng couldn’t control his tears any longer. Tears filled his eyes and covered his eyelashes.

  He picked up the ring and there was a photo underneath it. That photo was the only photo they had officially ever taken together.

  It was taken when Grandmother celebrated her 70th birthday, and she had commanded them to take a picture together.

  He picked up the photo. There were some neatly handwritten words behind it. It painfully stung his eyes as he read it.

  He had always thought that he was intelligent and brilliant, but all along he had been a foolish and stupid fool.

  During the five years, every entry in her diary was lively, positive and zealous.

  She wrote,

  She wrote another entry.

  She wrote again.

  There was another entry.

  She continued,

  She wrote in another entry.

  Yan Rusheng looked at the photo as he recalled Xuxu’s diary entries. Every confession mercilessly tugged at his heartstrings. He smiled as his vision became even more blurry.

  Xuxu, wasn’t I affected and influenced by you…… and my entire life too?

  Until that moment, he finally understood; his pride and arrogance had hoodwinked his heart. He had attributed his utmost attention and focus towards her as jealousy and hatred.

  He finally realized how hurt she must have felt when he accused her.

  From the day that he held Fang Jiayin’s hand ’till the day he had called out Fang Jiayin’s name while lying on top of her in bed—he had caused her so much pain and suffering in the last seven years. What does he have to do to gain her forgiveness and for him to atone for his sins?

  Perhaps he wouldn’t even have the opportunity to love her anymore.

  Yan Rusheng pulled out Xuxu’s eyeliner and used it to write a few words below the words that Xuxu had written……

  Yan Rusheng aimlessly drove around for the entire night in the capital city.

  He had no idea where would Xuxu be. He didn’t want to go back home when Xuxu wasn’t around.

  He placed his head on the steering wheel and closed his eyes when his phone rang. It jolted him awake. After he glanced at the phone, he saw that it was his house number.