The villainous second male lead at the beginning? No! He's the white moonlight!

An hour later, Xiao Ruoxi parked her car in front of an old house, following the navigation.

This house is a typical Jiangnan-style residence, with white walls and black tiles, but it is already very dilapidated. The walls are covered with ivy, the yard is overgrown with weeds taller than a person, and even the wooden door is now on the verge of collapse.

It's clear that no one has been here for a long time.

"Qinghan, we've arrived."

"Um."

Leng Qinghan nodded, got out of the car, and looked at the old house in front of her, her eyes slightly red.

Even though her illness made her emotionally detached by nature, and she only felt slightly better when she was with Ye Linyuan, this was the place she had lived for sixteen years, and she still had feelings for it.

In particular, this is where Mom, Dad, and Sister ultimately died...

Pushing open the wooden door and looking at the messy courtyard, Leng Qinghan spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Brother Lin Yuan, do you know that when we were little, my sister and I used to play in the yard? Back then, my sister taught me to read, write, and draw."

As she spoke, she walked forward, reached out and opened the door. The furniture inside was still the same style as it had been more than ten years ago, covered with white cloth, but it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Ye Linyuan walked in, looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

"Qinghan, where is what you're looking for? Let me help you look for it?"

"It's been a while, and I don't remember. Brother Linyuan and Sister Ruoxi, you can look for it in the living room. I'll go look in my sister's and my bedroom. There's an iron box with a bamboo dragonfly inside. It was the last gift my sister made for me before she died."

"While I'm at it, let me tidy up the beds. It's getting late, Brother Lin Yuan, Sister Ruo Xi, shall we make do here for the night?"

"No problem, then we'll find the living room, and you find the bedroom."

After Leng Qinghan entered the bedroom, Ye Linyuan and Xiao Ruoxi exchanged a glance and began searching for the iron box that Leng Qinghan had mentioned.

After a while, Ye Linyuan and Xiao Ruoxi did not find the iron box that Leng Qinghan had mentioned, but instead found a diary.

Leng Qingyue's diary.

Looking at the damaged and dusty diary, Xiao Ruoxi subconsciously glanced at Leng Qinghan, who was still searching for the iron box in the bedroom. She then approached Ye Linyuan, leaned down, and whispered in his ear, "I have a question."

"Brother Yuan, do you want to open it and take a look?"

Ye Linyuan would have no interest in anyone else's diary, but he really wanted to take a closer look at Leng Qingyue's diary.

Not just Ye Linyuan's diary, but any other diary would have left Xiao Ruoxi with no interest. However, when it came to the legendary diary of Ye Linyuan's beloved, Xiao Ruoxi's heart felt like it was being scratched by a thousand cats—it was unbearably itchy.

"Let's take a look then."

Ye Linyuan hesitated for a moment, then opened the first page of the diary. There, he saw a few neat, albeit slightly crooked, characters written on it.

"Today, I turned eight years old. My mom gave me a dress. It's so pretty, and I love it. Unfortunately, my little sister got it dirty with cake, but it's okay, I can just wash it."

Seeing the happiness radiating from the words, Ye Linyuan's lips involuntarily curled up slightly, and he subconsciously turned to the second page.

"Yay! I got first place in the exam today. Mom is so happy, and Dad is happy too. Mom even made my favorite noodles."

Page 3.

"Today I took my sister to play by the river, and we caught a lot of fish."

The first few dozen pages are all about everyday trivia, nothing special.

But as you turn to the back, the content starts to change.

"I had a fight with my sister today. She cried, and I cried too. In the end, we made up."

"My dad and mom had a huge argument, and I fell off the bed. I was terrified."

"Mom said that Dad went to a very, very far place and will never come back. From now on, the three of us will have to rely on each other. But the book says that I should feel sad at this time, but why don't I feel anything?"

"I saved someone today, a really handsome boy. I should be happy, right?"

"So the boy's name is Ye Linyuan. What a beautiful name. I feel like my emotions have returned."

The following content made Ye Linyuan increasingly anxious, and he turned over a few more pages.

"I finally saw A-Yuan again at Haicheng High School. I'm so happy, really happy. It's not just that I should be happy, it's a happiness that wells up from the bottom of my heart."

Seeing this, Ye Linyuan couldn't help but smile.

He recalled the time when he reunited with Leng Qingyue at Haicheng High School, and he was genuinely happy.

"Brother Yuan, stop laughing. Let's hurry up and watch. Qinghan will be coming out soon."

"Yes, I know."

The following content consists of small, trivial things that happened at Haicheng High School. The words are filled with a warm feeling, and it is clear that Leng Qingyue was genuinely happy at that time.

"A-Yuan confessed his feelings to me today, and I want to say yes, but I feel unwell and I'm going to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."

In an instant, Ye Linyuan's heart sank, and he continued flipping through the pages.

The contents of the next page made his pupils dilate sharply.

"The test results are in. I have bone cancer, and it's already in the middle to late stages and has started to spread. The doctor said I only have a year to live at most. What should I do? I don't want to leave my mother, I don't want to leave my sister, and I especially don't want to leave Ayuan."

As you flip through the pages, the content becomes increasingly somber.

"I rejected A-Yuan, and seeing his disappointed look broke my heart. But I couldn't drag him down with me."

"My mother and sister came to see me today. I can't tell them about my condition, because that would completely break up the family. Cancer is very difficult to cure, and my bone cancer is already in the middle or late stages. There's no need to waste money."

"Mom seems to have discovered something. She keeps asking me, but I don't dare to tell her. I'm afraid she'll be upset."

"My mother is dead. She was driven to her death by debt collectors. I can't die now. I have to take care of my younger sister."

Turning to the last page, the handwriting was already very messy.

"I may not be able to hold on much longer, little sister. I'm sorry I can't be there to watch you grow up. You have to take good care of yourself and see the sights of this world for me. If there is an afterlife, I still want to be your older sister."

"I'm sorry, Ayuan, I've hurt you again. I don't expect you to forgive me. I just hope you can forget me and start your relationships anew."

The diary ended there, and both Ye Linyuan and Xiao Ruoxi fell silent.

Although they already knew through various investigations that Leng Qingyue died of bone cancer, no one knew what her psychological journey was like back then.

Now......

It's just fate playing tricks on us...