Fu Nuan is sitting on the sofa, idly brushing the news on his mobile phone.

Xiao Nuo is playing with toys cleverly. Children's emotions always come and go quickly, and soon forget the unhappiness that happened before.

In addition to the mother and daughter, only one or two servants were cleaning the living room, and their movements were extremely light.

In the quiet environment, a sudden bell rings, which is Fu Nuan's mobile phone.

The screen shows Tang Yao.

Fu Nuan has been waiting for his follow-up investigation after brother Tang Yao called her that day about the accident.

At this time, he called. Is there any progress?

She let xiaonuo play by herself, and then connect to the place where there is no one.

"Brother, is the investigation progressing?"

At the other end of the phone, it took two seconds for the phone to speak quietly --

"not yet. But I have something to tell you. "

His voice was so deep and dignified that he seemed to have something important to say.

Fu Nuan's heart is also bound to be tight.

"Housekeeper Liu died a few days ago."

"Died..."

She murmured these two words in a low voice, and her heart became sour.

Housekeeper Liu used to treat her like a kind grandfather when her grandfather was still there.

When she saw him again four years ago, she was happy, although along with him, it was her suspicion of her father.

She could not have imagined that it was the last time.

Tang Yao heard that her breath was a little unsteady and comforted him in a soft voice.

"Don't be sad. Life and death are human affairs, not to mention the old people's old age."

When Liu's grandson sorted out his belongings, he found a notebook with a lock. In the corner of the cover, he said "Wanhua" should belong to his aunt

Notebook, with lock, is it

Fu Nuan slowly opened his lips. His lips, which had always been ruddy, lost their blood color at the moment, and looked pale and trembling slightly.

"Mom The diary you left behind? "

"It should be."

Tang Yao rubbed the diary with one hand and was worried.

Since this diary will be in the hands of housekeeper Liu, maybe there is something very important in it

But housekeeper Liu should not know the inside story, otherwise he would have taken out this diary.

Maybe for a long time, the old man himself has forgotten this object.

His only worry now is Fu Nuan. If something is really recorded in his diary, can she accept it?

Just as he hesitated, Fu Nuan's voice rang again on the other end of the phone:

"where is the diary now?"

"It's sent to me. I'm..."

"Brother

Fu Nuan guessed Tang Yao's mind, but this is her mother's diary. She wants to read it anyway!

After a moment's silence, Tang Yao gave a deep breath.

"I'll send it to you now. But promise me, whatever you see, don't be impulsive. "

……

In the afternoon.

Fu Nuan got the diary. She went back to her room and shut the door without any interruption.

Although it has been many years, the cover of the diary is well preserved, and there is no sign of yellowing.

There is a small lock on it. It's very delicate. It's not rusty.

Fu Nuan searches in her memory. She remembers that there seems to be a small key in her mother's legacy. She has never known what it is for. Now it seems that it belongs to this diary.

She went to the storage box in the storage room, found the small key, and, sure enough, locked it.

Fu Nuan felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his hands could not help shaking.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm her mood, she slowly opened her diary.

The first diary begins with The day Fu Nuan was born.

"Today I welcome the little angel in my life, chubby and lovely. Name her Fu Nuan. I hope all the warmth in the world belongs to her.

even if it was just words, Fu Nuan could really feel his mother's joy at that time.

If you look back, it's all the happy daily life of the family. Some Fu Nuan still vaguely remember it, while others have no impression at all.

Looking at it, her lips rose slowly, but when she turned to the middle page, the content on the top made her fingers freeze, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

"I'm not feeling well recently. I went to the hospital for examination. The doctor said there was a tumor in the body, but it was still benign. "

benign tumor?

Since the tumor is benign, how could Even the mother's life?

Fu Nuan's hands were clenched into fists, which was not well noticed.

"My husband said that this kind of medicine can make the lump in the body disappear gradually. Although it is very bitter, I would like to drink it for the sake of my body and for the sake of being with my daughter for a long time. "After reading, she couldn't help blushing, as if she could see her mother sitting in front of her, frowning, drinking the bowl of bitter medicine.

On the next page

When the content came into view, Fu Nuan felt that his heart was smothered, and his lips opened and closed slightly, but he could not make a sound.

The truth recorded in each sentence stabbed her heart like a knife.

A tear falls on the diary and blurs the handwriting --

"so you have been lying to me! Fu Zhao, the one I love and trust the most, forces me to drink the lethal medicine every day! Why? I want to see my warmth, but you don't want me to see her. Every time warmth cries for her mother outside the door, I want to talk to her and hold her I can't make a sound any more, and I have no sense below my waist. Hate, I hate! Warm, mom doesn't want to see you, mom really loves you

seeing this, Fu Nuan was already weeping and his tears were slipping down.

The truth is so cruel!

It turned out that all that was true, her father, killed her mother himself!

She clenched her lower lip to make no noise, her shoulders trembled, and her drooping hair covered most of her face.

Several times, she was outside the door and saw her mother lying in bed. She wanted to go in, but she was afraid of disturbing her mother's rest.

Fu Zhao told her that her mother was very weak and could not have any virus infection. Therefore, Fu Nuan could only stop outside the room and say good night to his mother through a door.

If

If she could go into the room and have a look, or if she didn't obey her father's words, would she have discovered her mother's abnormality earlier.

How desperate was mother at that time? She didn't dare to think