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But before he really left, he still had to say hello to Jiang Shuwen, the titular protagonist of the banquet.

No matter how unwilling Wei Ge was, he led Liang Xiaqiu to the middle of the crowd. Jiang Shuwen felt an unsightly force rushing towards him when Wei Ge was taking a step. Came over and almost knocked him to the ground.

Jiang Shuwen only felt that Wei Ge's behavior was childish, especially when he held Liang Xiaqiu's hand like a primary school student.

He didn't have any other opinions on Liang Xiaqiu. In this family, the essential difference between Jiang Shuwen and Jiang Qiu was that half of the blood in his body came from two different women. In other respects, at least in Jiang Rongen's eyes, there was no difference.

All the same, or rather, almost the same.

"Master Jiang, I wish you a happy birthday again."

Wei Ge had a sincere smile on his face, but his movements were not so kind. He held Liang Xiaqiu tightly, and he had no intention of letting go of such impoliteness.

Jiang Shuwen glanced at Liang Xiaqiu, and the other party felt a little unnatural, but he wanted to get rid of this unnaturalness and didn't want to get rid of Wei Ge, so he just blushed helplessly in the end.

As stupid as that mom of his.

"Really, thank you very much. It's a pity that I have a lot of work in the first half of the year, and I can't spare any time to attend your birthday ceremony. I remember it was 26 years old."

Wei Ge felt a pain in his heart when he heard it. He actually didn't care about birthdays at all. He had no parents, no relatives, no friends, so he organized a messy birthday party, so let alone a holiday that day, he even had a date in the office. all day.

But Liang Xiaqiu must have been there at the time, so it seems that rounding up is not a loss.

"The past is the past, I won't say much else, congratulations again." You are one year older again.

After filling up their hearts, the two exchanged a few more clichés. Jiang Shuwen didn't mean to force Wei Ge to stay. He had stayed here long enough, and a lot of data had been extracted from various indirect behaviors. Even if you let him go back now, it doesn't matter.

Inviting Wei Ge to come was actually his own idea. Jiang Rongen found out afterwards that it was a bit interesting, and even held a temporary dance party to celebrate. Originally, Jiang Rongen just planned to use the banquet to spread more cores.

Wei Ge couldn't do anything.

Jiang Shuwen stood on the spot and pushed everyone, and then walked back to the small building with the excuse of feeling unwell.

But if he really goes crazy, he can easily destroy this mirage.

Jiang Shuwen hated Jiang Rongen, but he didn't want someone else to destroy the Jiang family, so what he needed was to try his best to control Wei Ge.

Liang Xiaqiu was not part of the plan, or it should be said that their mother and son were not part of the plan. They quietly became supporting roles outside the original script, and then changed the direction of the story.

"That bitch!" Liu Wanruo flashed out from the stairs on the second floor, and angrily threw the vase down from the air. Before the shattered ceramics hit Jiang Shuwen's body, his ability dissolved it.

Unable to hear the desired breaking sound, Liu Wanruo, who was already angry, became even more irritable. She stomped her feet vigorously, and the heels of her high-heeled shoes pierced the floor like needles.

It's a pity that she doesn't have supernatural powers, so she just made her feet hurt more in vain.

Jiang Shuwen didn't want to pay attention to her either, he knew who Liu Wanruo was talking about, Liang Xuyu, compared to all the men and women coming and going in Jiang Rongen's arms, Liang Xuyu was obviously the most special one.

It's not that she gave birth to a child for Jiang Rongen, but that his child was the only one other than him who entered Jiang's house, even if no one outside knew about it, it was still a sharp awl piercing Liu Wanruo's heart.

Obviously, they are all trash without supernatural powers.

Jiang Shuwen strode forward, Liu Wanruo was still cursing crazily, her pretty face was twisted into a ball under the anger, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were layered, and spit sprayed out one after another.

She didn't really care whether Jiang Shuwen listened or not, she just wanted to speak out.

Then, before Jiang Shuwen walked past her indifferently and walked to the third floor, she rarely called out to her own son.

"Shuwen! We can't let that bitch go on, she's back, you know, as long as she comes out, nothing good will happen." She took a deep breath, trying to control the expression on her face, As a result, his face became even more distorted, "We have to do something, we have to do something, you saw her son, I thought it would be better for him not to be around that bitch all year round, but he hooked up the same way in a blink of an eye Get on Wei Ge."

Jiang Shuwen shook his eyelashes up and down at a fixed frequency.

Liu Wanruo was still talking, counting Liang Xuyu's faults carefully with her fingers.

Like, like countless times before.

It's just that the child who looked up at her back then has become a young man who can look down at her.

Wei Ge really didn't expect that Liang Xiaqiu actually had the habit of keeping a diary. Although he had thought about it and heard about it, there was still a big difference between what he actually saw and what he imagined.

"Pink...pink?"

Sitting on Liang Xiaqiu's bed, Wei Ge always felt that the smell in the air had changed. He was holding Liang Xiaqiu's book in his hand, which he sneaked out of the bed cabinet. The three words "Liang Xiaqiu" were written on the front, and there was another line below that read "Class One, Grade Two", and the "Diary" on the far left indirectly guided the audience.

It's just that these words are not made of ordinary gel pens or ballpoint pens, but cute pink fonts, which makes Wei Ge very abrupt.

Although he is subconsciously brainwashed now, he thinks that Liang Xiaqiu is cute in everything he does, but when he writes seriously on the notebook with a pink pen, it always feels that he is not cute enough to describe.

Wei Ge distorted the age of the subject of brain filling shamelessly, and Wei Ge, who had calmed down, still did not turn to the next page outside the cover.

What's more, the opened drawer was not closed, just waiting for the sound of Liang Xiaqiu's footsteps from outside, Wei Ge could quickly put the diary back on the table and pretend that nothing happened.

If you turn a page, no one will know, but if you turn a page, he will already know.

Wei Ge was very conflicted. On the one hand, he felt that peeking at the diary, even a junior high school diary, was a good opportunity to quickly improve his relationship, but on the other hand, he felt that this was not a gentleman. If Liang Xiaqiu’s diary recorded something, it would be even more serious Oh no.

But he really wanted to read it... After all, the covers are all pink.

"Mr. Wei? Mr. Wei!"

Liang Xiaqiu held the tray and yelled a total of two times before yelling back to Wei Ge's mind. He didn't notice anything when he walked into the barrier, and he yelled two more times when he realized that Wei Ge was really lost in his thoughts.

Unlike Wei Ge, he is not particularly willing to use abilities, so he will not act easily when things can be solved with the help of others.

Wei Ge, who was caught at the scene, called suspiciously, and found that Liang Xiaqiu was stuck at the door, and hurried over to help him open the temporarily stuck door. A bowl of Yangchun noodles was placed in the tray held by the other party, which was simple. There are only some vegetable leaves, but the taste is very good.

"There are no extra materials, so I just made something casually." Liang Xiaqiu bent down and picked up the wrinkled bed sheets that Wei Ge had made naturally, and as a result, his hand naturally touched the diary, "Hey, this thing , how could it be turned over?"

Wei Ge, who couldn't wait to eat two mouthfuls of noodles, quickly bit off the noodles, and explained in a panic: "I was bored for a while, so I flipped through it casually, but I didn't look at it. I just took it out of the cabinet before you called me." , It is completely unclear what is written in it."

Liang Xiaqiu looked at Wei Ge's anxious look and smiled lightly. He touched the yellowed cover, walked to the desk and put the diary on the table.

The hot air from the noodles slowly rose up, slightly blurring Wei Ge's vision. The owner of the diary opened the cover of the diary, and Wei Ge quickly looked at it openly.

With his enhanced eyesight and memory, as long as he gives full play to the potential power in his body, he can completely remember it. Wei Ge's eyes swept over like lasers——

"White, white paper?!"

Wei Ge exclaimed, you must know that this diary can be said to be bulging from the outside, and the traces left by the handwriting are completely exposed on the outside cover, and countless characters can be heard just by touching it. The sound of crackling and shaking in series.

So, in this case, how could it be a blank sheet of paper?

Liang Xiaqiu didn't answer Wei Ge's question at the first time, he continued to read according to his own mind, one after another, each one could feel the dent left by the pen touching the paper, every time Zhang is also clean, with only a little yellowing trace left by time.

"At that time, I had a lot of things to talk about every day." Liang Xiaqiu turned to the last page, and then closed the diary again with a clatter, "However, just thinking about it in my head is enough. I realize that many of the things I said don’t make sense.”

About his own mother, about the absurd Father Jiang, about the irritable Aunt Jiang, and about the indifferent young master.

Too many things.

Liang Xiaqiu pressed the corner of the diary and pushed back the raised part. Thin ice covered it to help him deal with it.

"But it's even worse if you don't write it out. I know it's hard to keep bad things in your heart. So I bought a diary and wrote in it with a refill that had run out of ink. Keep writing, over and over again, and write everything down in this diary."

The sad things were left in the notebook and disappeared from the notebook.

In this way, Liang Xiaqiu can continue to muster up the courage to live on, and continue to work hard for a tomorrow that is not blank.