As everyone continued searching for clues, Xiao Lianyin followed behind Yu Jianing, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Xiao Ning naturally noticed her, but ignored her for the time being because she had discovered a new clue!
The reporter who covered the incident of the famous pianist drunkenly assaulting a little girl resigned shortly afterward.
On the day he left, he said: "I shouldn't have made baseless accusations; I am a murderer..."
"Huh? What does this mean?" Yu Jianing looked at the note in her hand with a puzzled expression. Could there be something else going on in the report from back then?
"Xiao Ning, I've found another clue!"
Bai Puti walked over with the yellow diary in his hand.
Wow... you're really good at finding clues!
Yu Jianing silently complained, "Why do you want to get rid of her again?"
After banishing the idea from her mind, she took the notebook.
The cover was old and damaged, and the paper had a musty smell.
Page 1 —
[A dream...this nightmare...]
Yesterday I was getting up and dressed with the help of the maid, and today I'm keeping vigil in this cold mourning hall.
[The photos of my parents hang on the wall; they are what they looked like when they were alive.]
From that day on, I became an orphan...
Having read this far, Xiao Ning already understands.
This is my own stuff!
Because in the script, she was the only one whose parents both passed away!
Page Two —
It's ridiculous, isn't it? Those relatives used to avoid me like the plague, and all the family's savings were only enough to ransom my father's body...
The mother sold her dowry to pay for the father's funeral...
And then he left me too…
I was alone at the funeral... no one else came... it felt like we were abandoned...
"Xiao Ning?" Bai Puti noticed something was wrong with the former; she was trembling.
“It’s nothing…” Yu Jianing bit her lip slightly and continued to flip through the diary.
Page 3 —
The bank foreclosed on the house... I'm homeless now. All they left me was my father's favorite piano...
That was what he used during his apprenticeship...it was so cheap, you couldn't even sell it on the secondhand market...
[It might have had some sentimental value before... but after the news reported that, I don't think anyone would want to collect something like that.]
Page 4 —
I was taken in by the orphanage my father had once sponsored, and the director felt sorry for my plight...
But I know he's just lamenting that he won't be able to get his father's money anymore! He's not a good person to begin with!
Otherwise... why would those orphans wear clothes covered in patches?
Xiao Ning closed her eyes, trying to calm her turbulent emotions.
The character in this script is very similar to her?
They were all abandoned, but one of them ended up in a mental hospital...
Page 5 —
Perhaps he still had some conscience; I now have my own room.
The space isn't very large; once the piano is placed inside, it feels quite cramped...
But this is my last thought, how could I possibly abandon it?
Page 6 —
My food is relatively good, unlike that of other orphans.
However, I quickly incurred their hostility.
Because I'm used to eating small, frequent meals at home, I have a small appetite, so I thought I'd share some with them...
But after that one minute... I've never been truly full again...
Page 7 —
At first, they might have been a little hesitant, and would wait until I finished eating before picking out the leftovers.
[Until that time we were eating meat, a boy a little older than me snatched the steak from my mouth before I could even chew it, and my situation suddenly changed...]
He ate with gusto, completely oblivious to the saliva I left behind...
Seeing this, others also gathered around.
I was pushed to the very bottom of the table, and when I tried to fight back, all I got were punches that made my eyes water...
Page 8 —
I've lost count of how long it's been since I had a proper meal, but thankfully they don't like ketchup.
Otherwise, I really couldn't eat that spoiled steamed bun...
My stomach has been hurting a lot lately...it's probably from what I ate, but I didn't have a choice.
[If I don't eat, I'll starve to death...]
Page 9 —
My time at the orphanage is finally over; it's time for me to go to school.
My excellent grades got me into the school I wanted... but then a prestigious private school approached me?
He said he admired my talent for the piano and was willing to cover any of my expenses during my time at his school.
I thought this was a turning point in my life... but little did I know it was the beginning of my true hell...
Page 10 —
Perhaps due to years of eating spoiled food, my stomach isn't quite able to handle these fresh dishes.
That day, my stomach was hurting so badly that I fainted from the pain.
I thought a kind classmate would take me to the infirmary, but instead, a mouse woke me up!
It gnawed at my back, leaving me with an ugly scar...
Page 11 —
There are still good people in this world, but is she not entirely good?
They still bully me because of what those two bullies said...
But I don't blame her; she's my only friend...
Page 12 —
I was so naive. I begged her so much, but she wouldn't stop...
The piano stand kept pounding on my right hand. Although they didn't cripple me completely, they had no idea what I was going to lose!
The principal who recruited me learned of this and immediately took me to the hospital, but it was all in vain...
My right hand can no longer keep up with the rhythm of my left hand...
I can no longer play the piano!
Page Thirteen —
This world rejected me from the very beginning...
The hospital diagnosed me with stomach cancer. Although it's treatable and I can recover, I'll soon be abandoned because I'll feel worthless...
I left the place I thought was a turning point in my life and continued my homeless existence...
I can't go back to the orphanage, and even if I could, I wouldn't want to...
Page Fourteen —
My stomach is hurting more and more, and I can clearly feel that I don't have much time left...
But I want to do something before I die...
[Let everyone remember me in a new way!]
The diary ends here. Yu Jianing's eyes are red, but she doesn't shed a tear.
I might be a little better off than her... at least I have the love of my older sisters, but she's always been alone...
"To make everyone remember me...?"
After calming herself down, Yu Jianing went to the bathroom to wash her face.
She ran into Xiao Lianyin, who was waiting for her, as she came out: "Xiao Ning... I have something to tell you..."
She spoke weakly, glancing at the others as if she was reluctant to speak.
"Oh? Then come with me..."
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