This is Sun Xiang's notebook. Last time he returned to China, he gave it to Uncle Zhou on the stadium, but Uncle Zhou thought about it and thought about it. Then, while Sun Xiang returned to Germany, Uncle Zhou secretly gave it back.

"Uncle, this is..."

"This is a diary written by Sun Xiang himself. He started writing it since he was in high school until he left to play football last year. There are still many things he has done in it." Sun Zheng said.

"Have you seen all the uncles and aunts?"

"No, we never read his diary, it's his own thing."

"Then is it appropriate for you to give me..." Wang Jing said embarrassedly.

Sun Zheng smiled and shook his head: "You are more suitable than us. Every time he calls us, he almost never leaves you. Every time he mentions you, he can feel that he is very happy. I believe that if it were him, he would show you this diary."

After hearing Sun Zheng's words, Wang Jing stayed there.

She felt that Sun Xiang seemed to her, and she was also calling the country, and she said something about Sun Xiang, which sometimes made her parents jealous.

I didn't expect Sun Xiang to be like this...

"Just watch it slowly, just think it's yours. The things in the room are Sun Xiang's and yours. Just do whatever you want." After saying that, Sun Zheng turned around and left the place, and closed the door.

"Although you are right..." Wang Jing was holding the notebook, helpless and curious. After all, this was Sun Xiang's experience in high school.

The notebook looked quite thick and was written very well, so Wang Jing opened a page casually.

Ten lines of words summarize his 17th birthday.

How to say, a kind of sorrow surged into Wang Jing's heart. Compared to Sun Xiang now, this may be where he grew up.

She turned to the next page, the next day.

"Click-click..."

Drops of water fall on the paper, blending into the wet marks that already exist on it.

This diary is the wrinkles and the vagueest page in the entire diary.

Although she had no personal experience, these two articles were enough to make Wang Jing feel. She thought she could understand Sun Xiang's mood for writing this diary

"Why don't this fool tell me this..."

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"Xiao Jing?Xiao Jing?"

"call....."

"Xiaojing, it's time to have supper."

“………Hmm? Supper…?”

Wang Jing opened her eyes, sleepy.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep looking at her diary.

In the hazy way, she looked out the window, and it was already a starry sky.

“!!!”

"What time is Auntie?"

“Third to 8:30.”

“!!!”

It was already 8:30, and I actually slept for an afternoon?

Wang Jing quickly got up from the bed and sorted out her clothes, feeling a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, I fell asleep at Sun Xiang's house.

And the more embarrassing thing is still behind.

"Guru~~"

“!!!”

At this time, my unscrupulous belly actually started to scream.

Now Wang Jing’s face should be as red as possible.

Lin Ruyu looked at Wang Jing's appearance and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. This girl is so cute.

"Since you're hungry, go down and have some food. The food is still hot, and there are also new stewed pork ribs for you. Go to the bathroom to wash your face and eat it."

It's time to say this, Wang Jing is hard to refuse, and she can't refuse either. She can't guarantee whether her belly will keep it honestly.

He pushed the door and walked into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. There was a clear saliva mark on the corner of his mouth. No wonder she saw Lin Ruyu looking at him with a smile on her face when she woke up just now.

"Oh my God!! My ladylike image!!!"

After dinner, it was already past 9 o'clock. Wang Jing hurriedly called her mother. Previously, there were more than 20 missed calls on her cell phone.

After learning the news that Wang Jing was asleep at Sun Xiang's house on the phone, her mother expressed her relief, and then smiled and worried that her daughter would show her bad sleeping side. As a result, it turned out that this was already a thing of the past.

Before the phone ended, her mother told Wang Jing that if she was too lazy to come back, she would let her sleep at Sun Xiang’s house for one night, which would be much safer than going home in the dark at night.

So in the end, Wang Jing lived here.

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The next morning, Wang Jing said goodbye and left after breakfast at Sun Xiang's house. She spent a wonderful night in Sun Xiang's bed.

Before leaving, she placed Sun Xiang's diary on his desk, with a pencil next to him.
Chapter completed!