Chapter 79 Su Abnormality and Su Cleanliness (9)

Song Qingchun pulled it out curiously, only to realize that it was not a book, but a notebook.

Looks a bit like a diary...

The book is very thick, and the cover looks a bit worn out, as if it has been used for a long time.

Song Qingchun looked around at the diary, and doubts arose in his heart. Surely Su Zhinian is such an old man, and he is still writing a diary, right?

He is a man, and he is impersonal, what kind of diary will he write?

Shouldn't it be boring, what did you eat today, what did you buy today...

Thinking of this, Song Qingchun couldn't help but chuckled softly, then turned to look at the closed bedroom door, hesitated for a moment, and opened the book anyway.

On the first page of the book, only the words "Su Zhinian" were written.

Those three characters were written very neatly, with a bit of youthful style of writing, completely different from his flamboyant signature now, probably written by him when he was a child.

The diary was filled with more than half of the notebook. Song Qingchun flipped through it hastily, and found that the handwriting was getting more and more mature from the first to the last...

"I didn't expect that perverted Su to maintain a habit of writing a diary for so many years? Should I call him Su Diary from now on..."

Song Qingchun muttered something in a low voice, then turned a page and looked at it.

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When Su Zhinian heard the three words "Su Diary", he came back to his senses slightly. He didn't realize the meaning behind these three words for a while, and there was a look in his eyes. Unaware indulgence.

Did she add another nickname to him?

Before Su Zhinian could settle his thoughts, he heard Song Qingchun's voice, very softly: "Sansheng is lucky to meet you, and I will marry you in my lifetime..."

"Is this written in Su's diary? What a beautiful sentence..."

When Su Zhinian heard this, he suddenly realized what Song Qingchun was looking at. He narrowed his eyes subconsciously, then quickly turned around and walked back to the study, heading straight for the door.

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In the third year of high school, Song Qingchun often copied Su Zhinian's homework. She still vaguely remembered his handwriting at that time, so when she looked at the page that was flipped over with handwriting, she recognized at a glance that it was probably Su Zhinian. Diary written in high school.

There are several diary entries on that page, each of which is very short, especially the first entry, which only has one sentence.

"Three lives are lucky to meet you, and I will marry you in my lifetime."

As Song Qingchun read aloud softly, she clearly felt that her heartbeat had missed a beat.

"Is this written in Su's diary? It's such a beautiful sentence..." Song Qingchun was about to continue to say something when the diary in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and then she stood by the bed without moving. move.

After about 30 seconds, Song Qingchun blinked his eyelids lightly, came back to his senses, and then stared at the diary on the ground, frowning tightly: Wasn't she reading the diary just now? Why did the diary fall to the ground?

Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment, then bent down, picked up the diary again, and continued to say what he just said: "I didn't expect him to be able to write such literary words..."

As Song Qingchun said, he flipped through his diary again: "It seems that he can be called Su Wenyi in the future..."

"What are you doing?" Song Qingchun's fingers had just lifted the cover of the diary when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Su Zhinian's cold voice came.