Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 174 Diary (1)

in the afternoon.

After leaving the martyrs' cemetery, Shen Guining took a taxi back to the Shen family home.

Sitting in the car, my thoughts were still blank.

The role of a father had never existed in her life.

I had hoped for it when I was very young, but as I grew up, I also accepted the fact that I didn't have a father.

Now someone suddenly tells her that her father was a narcotics police officer who sacrificed his life 24 years ago.

She felt guilty and confused.

I wonder how desperate my mother must have been when she heard this news.

She still had many questions. Since her father was a narcotics police officer, why didn't her grandfather allow her to mention it?
Perhaps the answer lies in the combination lock box in Mom's room.

Therefore, she had to go back to the Shen family.

I haven't been back for several years, and all the servants are new faces.

But Aunt Zhang is still here.

Upon seeing Shen Guining enter, she greeted her with surprise, "Miss, you're back! Is your foot injury healed?"

"Yes, my foot is fine now," Shen Guining said directly. "I came back to get some things."

Aunt Zhang smiled and nodded, "Okay, your room is cleaned every week, it's spotless."

"My mother's room hasn't been disturbed, has it?"

"No, no, I'm usually the only one who goes in to clean."

Shen Guining went straight upstairs to Shen Anyi's room.

She pushed open the door, walked to the bedside, and opened the bedside table door.

The safe inside was covered in a layer of dust. She had tried several combinations several years ago, but none of them worked.

Shen Guining took out the box, pondered for a moment, and turned the numbers on the combination lock.

A few seconds later, the keyhole popped open.

She wasn't wrong; the password was her father's birthday.

The dusty lid was lifted, revealing a thick diary and two suicide notes inside the safe.

Over time, the paper has yellowed, and the writing inside has become blurred and faded.

Shen Guining sat on the edge of the bed and flipped through the contents.

November 1999, 1

He left today, going to a faraway place, his return date uncertain. He didn't say anything, but I could sense the danger of this mission. I know he has his mission; he once said that some things must be done by someone, that someone must block out the darkness so that more people can stand in the light.

My only wish is that you return safely.

November 1999, 1

He's only been gone a week, but it feels like forever. Lately, I keep dreaming about how we met. Actually, I've never told him that it was love at first sight, and every day we spent together was incredibly happy.

November 1999, 1

I was busy with work recently, and yesterday it suddenly dawned on me that my period was nine days late this month. Today, I bought a pregnancy test at the pharmacy, and to my surprise, I'm actually pregnant! It's unbelievable that I'm carrying our child. Although it was an accident, I'm so happy. I'm filled with anticipation when I think about having a lovely baby in nine months.

By the time you get back, the baby might already be born, which will give you a real shock.

November 1999, 1

This morning I went to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said the baby is four and a half weeks old, and all the indicators are normal. I'm actually a little lost. It's my first time being a mother, and there are so many things I don't know. If only you were here. But it's okay, I'll take good care of myself and the baby. We'll wait for you to come home together.

November 1999, 2

I saw baby products at a maternity and baby store while shopping today and couldn't resist going in to buy two sets of clothes, one pink and one blue. The pink one will be for a girl, and the blue one for a boy. I don't know if you prefer a boy or a girl.