Chapter 146 The Truth in the Diary
"Brother Jin, do you dislike me because I'm dirty? Please don't abandon me, okay? I will die without you!"
Lin Shuang hugged Shen Jinxiao's waist tightly like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood and refused to let go, fearing that he would not want him in the next second.
Shen Jinxiao patted her back with his stiff hands and coaxed her for a long time, promising to marry her. Only then did she fall asleep tiredly as if she had taken a reassurance pill.
After leaving the ward, he subconsciously went to the ward where Naitang was.
At that time, the little girl was sitting upright on the bed, with only her aunt guarding her in the ward. She was eating obediently with big mouthfuls of duck soup that could be smelled even at the door.
Seeing her eating so well, Shen Jinxiao couldn't help but smile slightly.
The way this little girl eats is really similar to the way Meng Shuyue used to eat when she came to the Song family as a girl.
At that time, Shen Ting didn't like her, and she waited for a long time in the small garden to see Song Shijing.
It was the aunt who was cooking at the time who saw that she was hungry and gave her a bowl of rice.
At that time, her body had begun to show the graceful curves of a girl. She sat on the stone with her knees bent, eating vegetables and rice in big mouthfuls.
He was also sitting on the second-floor balcony watching her and couldn't help but eat an extra bowl of rice.
At that time, he thought that this little girl would be a good dining partner.
He seemed to have forgotten a lot of things in the past three years, and his memory remained on the year when Meng Shuyue insisted on going to the countryside with Song Shijing.
The doctor told him that he had a rare disease.
Every time I suffered a blow to the head or fainted, my memory would fade for a few years.
So he also forgot about marrying Meng Shuyue.
In his current memory, he really liked Meng Shuyue.
But he couldn't believe that he would like her so much later on that he would be willing to be the father of someone else's child in her belly.
He seemed to have forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it. All he wanted in his mind was to complete the task assigned by the political commissar.
Faced with the sudden change, Shen Jinxiao went to Mr. Shen’s grave as soon as he left the hospital gate.
In front of the tombstone, Shen Jinxiao bowed three times and sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone to discuss with the political commissar who had made an appointment in advance.
"Now that Lin Shuang has been in trouble, the plan can only be delayed. It's a pity for Lin Shuang."
The political commissar looked regretful and lamented, "She could have been a good reporter, but she took a detour and did such a wrong thing."
Shen Jinxiao remained silent. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words from his teeth, "Is Meng Shuyue okay?"
"It's okay. Fortunately, you informed us in advance and we gradually investigated. Otherwise, if we really waited for the locator to find the address, they would have been in trouble before the police arrived. But I heard that your little nephew is in a bad situation because he tried to save her."
Shen Jinxiao nodded and stood up without asking any more questions.
He was afraid that if he asked more questions, this confidential mission would not be able to be carried out.
When he started to lose his memory again in the second year of treatment abroad, the political commissar suddenly contacted him and told him that in the first month after he was taken away by Lin Shuang and woke up, Shen Jinxiao found the political commissar and offered to take this opportunity to complete the organization's mission.
But the next year, he forgot about it again after losing part of his memory.
Later, the political commissar contacted him again, and he went to the hospital and found out that he had this rare memory loss disease.
After learning all this, he began to use a needle to mark this matter bit by bit on his body to prevent himself from forgetting it again.
After Shen Jinxiao solemnly promised the political commissar that he would never forget again, he said goodbye to him and drove to the hotel where he and Meng Shuyue had stayed before.
When I was leaving the hotel before, the front desk clerk stopped me and asked me for compensation for my bed.
At that time, he was standing in the hall surrounded by a group of people. He felt so embarrassed. He had no money on him, so he had to leave his company's phone number and leave.
He can still remember the way the receptionist looked at him, and her tone was full of joking as she teased him about his good physical strength.
Now, facing the scrutinizing eyes of the receptionist again, he ordered ten bills of ten dollars each and gave them to her, "Is this enough to compensate for the bed?"
The receptionist counted the money, shook her head, looked at him with a mean look, and said with a smile: "These are not enough. There is also a broken ceramic bathtub in the bathroom. You have to pay for it too!"
Finally, she looked down and blushed as she asked, "What kind of supplements did you take? How come you have so much energy?"
Shen Jinxiao’s entire scalp was numb.
He really had no recollection of the bathtub breaking. He only remembered that he was too impatient at the time, and Meng Shuyue looked absent-minded.
That's why he was a little annoyed and carried her to the bathroom to help her come back to her senses.
Now that I think about it, in that lost memory, Meng Shuyue was not only a good dining partner, but also definitely a good bed partner.
Shen Jinxiao was frightened by the thought, and quickly gave another hundred yuan to the front desk, and finally ran away.
When we returned to the Shen family courtyard, it was already dark.
He closed the gate and returned to the bedroom.
He later bought back the house.
This was the house his father bought for him to get married when he was eighteen years old, and it carried his father's hope for him to have many children and grandchildren.
But now the whole courtyard was empty, and he felt his heart was empty and panic.
Lying on the yellow pear wood bed with carvings of mandarin ducks playing in the water again, all he could think of was the charming look in Meng Shuyue's eyes.
She looked at him, her eyes sparkling with endless words, and he wanted to indulge in them.
As he tossed and turned, he suddenly remembered the diary that Naitang had given him.
It is said that Meng Shuyue wrote it down when she missed him over the past three years.
He turned on the light and opened the diary that he had previously placed in his suit.
The beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper, with bumps and spots of dried tears.
"Today is the seventh day since Naitang's father passed away. Datou is still in the ward and has not been resuscitated yet. I sat in the hospital corridor all night, missing him so much, hoping that he could come to me in my dreams.
Before I could say anything to him, he left me completely.
I wanted him to wait for me, and I would go to find him after I had raised the children.
But no matter how long I sat in the corridor with my eyes closed, I could not fall asleep, and I could not see Brother Jin, whom I missed so much.
When the morning sun illuminates the entire hospital.
I cried and laughed as I looked at the hair in front of me that suddenly turned white.
It turns out that I am only a few days away from growing old together with my brother Jin!"
"In the first year after Naitang's father died, some kids pushed Datou until his face was bruised and swollen. Xiaotou and Naitang went to argue with them, but they were slapped by the mother of the bully.
They cursed at Brother Jin, saying that you were killed by me, and if you weren't killed by me, you would have been pissed to death by the bastards I gave birth to.
Today, I had a fight with that kid's mother for the first time.
I didn't let go until he apologized to me with a bruised face, but I also got many scratches on my body.
I think, if Brother Jin were here, you would definitely hold me in your arms and apply medicine to me with heartache.
Brother Jin, can you come to my dream?
Brother Jin, I miss you so much.
I found that without you by my side, the bowl of hot mutton soup no longer tasted the same as before..."
Shen Jinxiao flipped through the pages one by one, and without realizing it, he was already in tears.
Flip to the last side.
"Brother Jin came back today. He stood opposite me and looked at me coldly. I was happy and terrified.
Until he told me that my three children were bastards, I felt like I was falling into an icy cave.
I want to tell him that the three children are actually..."
What are they?
Shen Jinxiao was puzzled and his fingers quickly turned back.
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