A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

"A little excited?"

Lu Yang paused slightly after reading those lines.

Thinking back to that day, he didn't know what happened, but he suddenly saw her brushing her teeth, and a small part of the back of her neck was exposed. He couldn't help but wrap his arms around her from behind.

Li Xixue was holding a toothbrush at the time and was so startled by him that she almost dropped it.

I thought she would get angry and hit me, but instead she pressed me down and kissed me.

This was the first time she had ever taken the initiative like this.

The tap was running, and the two of them stood in the bathroom kissing for several minutes.

He remembered that her mouth was full of foam, and he threw it all over her face.

Since then, she has become less resistant to being kissed.

Lu Yang smiled.

I just didn't expect her to become addicted.

Turn to the next page.

"He knew I was on my period today, but he didn't say anything. When he came back, he was carrying a bag of brown sugar and some hand warmers."

"I asked him how he knew."

He said your complexion was off.

"What's wrong with my complexion? It looks exactly the same as usual."

"This guy is so considerate, and the brown sugar water is delicious too."

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"There was a problem at the company, so I got home very late tonight."

"The living room light was still on when I came in."

"He fell asleep on the table, with some cooked dishes next to him."

I woke him up and told him to go back to his room to sleep.

He mumbled something incoherently: "I'll wait for you to come back so we can eat together."

The food is cold.

"I heated it up, and the two of us ate it in the living room."

One o'clock in the morning.

"It's very quiet."

There were no extra words on this page, but Lu Yang read it for a long time.

Continue flipping through.

Sometimes I think about a question.

"What exactly is our relationship?"

"Roommate? Or something else?"

"If it's fake, then why wouldn't I want him to leave?"

"If it's true, then why didn't any of us say those three words?"

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore."

"Thinking too much gives me a headache."

The date jumped a few days again.

"I had a fight with him today."

"The reason is trivial and not worth writing about."

"But I'm very angry."

"What's making me angry isn't the event itself."

"It's because he was laughing with another woman."

"I went back to my room, closed the door, and felt very angry and uncomfortable. What angered me the most was that he actually said I was jealous."

"He stood outside for more than ten minutes and knocked on the door three times, but I didn't open it."

"The fourth time he didn't knock, but slipped a note under the door."

"It says: Don't be angry, I was wrong, although I don't know what I did wrong."

"After I read that note, my anger had actually subsided."

"But I didn't open the door."

"I wanted him to stand there a little longer, since he was the one who said I was jealous."

Upon seeing this, Lu Yang's lips twitched involuntarily.

He remembered that night.

I stood outside the door for more than 20 minutes, and my legs were sore.

The door finally opened, and she stood there expressionless, saying: I'm not jealous!

She said to herself, "Okay, okay."

Then they let him in.

I flipped to the back and hugged her, apologizing all night.

Lu Yang turned the page.

The handwriting on the later pages changed; it wasn't as neat as before. Some parts were written very sloppily, and a few words were even crossed out and rewritten.

He said something today.

He said, "From now on, your problems are my problems."

I didn't respond at the time.

"But after returning to the office, I stared blankly at the computer for twenty minutes."

"Chen Yan came in and asked me what was wrong."

I said nothing happened.

She glanced at me, smiled, and left without saying a word.

"I hate that laugh of hers."

Lu Yang turned to the last few pages.

The handwriting was more careful than before, with each stroke deliberate, showing that the writer was very meticulous when writing it.

"The cooling-off period for divorce has been over for a long time."

"None of us mentioned it."

"It seems like I've forgotten everything."

"Or maybe they're all pretending to have forgotten."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"I'm afraid he really wants a divorce."

Lu Yang stared at this line of text, his fingers remaining motionless for a long time.

Turn to the last page.

There is only one line of text.

No date.

"Lu Yang, thank you for appearing in my life."

Lu Yang closed his diary.

This sentence has no date; it's written on the last page, all alone.

He rubbed his face, his feelings a bit complicated.

This woman didn't say anything, but wrote it all down in her diary.

It's like you always thought the other person was an indestructible person who didn't care about anything, but when you opened her diary, you found that she remembered every little thing clearly, even the everyday banter with her.

Lu Yang stood up, walked to the French windows, and glanced outside.

The sun had risen to its highest point, and the traffic in the city looked very small from this angle.

Just then, my phone rang.

The message Li Xixue sent him.

Have we arrived yet?

Lu Yang replied: [We've arrived. I'm in your office.]

Li Xixue: [Have you seen the schedule?]

Lu Yang: [I've seen it.]

Li Xixue: [Don't touch anything on my desk!]

Lu Yang quickly pulled his hand back from the diary.

He replied with a message: "Okay, I won't touch anything."

Li Xixue thought for a moment: "Be careful in the afternoon meeting. If anyone has a problem with you, don't act impulsively."

Lu Yang: [Are you worried about me?]

Li Xixue: [Who, who's worried about you? I just hope you don't mess things up.]

Lu Yang: [Don't worry, I definitely won't let you down. Besides, even if I mess things up, the baby will take the blame for me.]

【…】

Li Xixue did not reply.

She probably just couldn't be bothered with him.

Lu Yang's gaze fell back on the diary.

He closed the diary and put it back in its original position, at the exact same angle as before.

Then, after thinking about it, I moved it two millimeters to the left.

No, it was on the right just now.

He moved back.

Okay, that's good enough.

I hope I won't be discovered.

Lu Yang sat in the chair for a while, then turned the chair towards the window to adjust his state.

At noon, Chen Yan knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Lu, lunch has been ordered for you. It's in the lounge."

"What kind of food?"

"The healthy meals that President Li usually eats are low in oil and salt, and come with a salad."

Lu Yang walked into the lounge and took a look.

He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of chicken breast, and put it in his mouth.

I chewed it twice.

It tastes good, but it doesn't really have much flavor.

"Does she eat this every day for lunch?"

Chen Yan nodded: "Mostly yes, what's wrong? Is it not to your taste?"

Lu Yang picked up another piece of lettuce.

It still has no flavor.

First came the black coffee, which tasted as bitter as Chinese medicine, and then the tasteless lunch.

What kind of miserable life does this woman usually lead?

"Sister Chen, is there anywhere nearby that sells fried chicken?"

Chen Yan paused for a moment: "Yes, there are, but President Li never..."

"If she won't eat, I will."