She was filled with emotion when the things she treasured many years ago returned to her hands.

The notes were written by her own hands. She flipped through them casually and realized that the notes had been touched.

Qiao Sinian must have seen it.

Ye Jiaqi picked up a pink note—

She actually found that there were words written on the back of the note, there were no Chinese characters, only numbers, such as 7.12, 8.19...

Ye Jiaqi was surprised. She quickly turned over the notes again, and then she realized that all the notes were written on them.

After being stunned for a long time, Ye Jiaqi couldn't figure out what this number meant.

What's the meaning?

There was a blank shine in her eyes, and her long eyelashes were slightly trembling.

Suddenly, she suddenly realized.

This is the date!

That's right, it's the date!

There are many notes in the box, and the date is written behind each note.

Ye Jiaqi sorted out the dates from small to large...

Although it was just a date, she recognized the handwriting of Qiao Sinian.

She didn't understand why he wanted to write the date. Is it boring? But he is not a boring person, he is very busy.

The dates are not connected, and the middle is empty for a few days.

Maybe there were a few days when he didn't have time to write.

Just as she arranged one by one, until the last date, she found a line of elegant and free words: repeat your ten years.

Ye Jiaqi's hand holding the note was trembling, with a surprised and confused expression on his face.

She stood there in a daze, not coming back to her senses for a long time.

The note was pinched in the palm of her hand, and a light layer of sweat appeared on her hands.

She lowered her head, lowered her eyelids, and looked at the notes in her palm.

The front of the note is her word, and the back of the note is his date.

Since she got this box, she began to write notes in habit, and she has been writing until she was eighteen years old.

It took ten years to calculate it.

Although these notes do not fully record her mood, she can see her past mood and thoughts from these words.

Very childish.

He looked at it...didn't he laugh so hard?

Only she could do such a childish thing.

She hid the box in the bedroom and later forgot to take it away.

She had hidden the box since she was eighteen years old, but she didn't expect that it would be several years later when she saw it again.

A complex and complex mood surged into my heart and spread in my heart.

She didn't know what kind of mood she was at this moment, it was very complicated and complicated.

Why did he return the box to her...

He can keep it all the time...

Are you disdainful?

No, he clearly read it one by one, but he still wrote the date behind his back.

Judging from the date, he wrote it this year.

In other words, since she left Qiao's house, he read the notes from beginning to end and marked them.

The figure of that man suddenly appeared in front of Ye Jiaqi's eyes-

She seemed to see the tall man leaning on the edge of the bed in the middle of the night, turning the paper with his slender fingers while writing down the date with his pen.

There was a slightly upward curve at the corner of his lips, and a faint smile on his face, the kind of smile that rarely appeared on his face.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were full of confused and confused expressions, and he was at a loss.

She hugged the iron box tightly and hugged it in her arms.

Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly, and bright light shone in from the transparent glass window, refracted on the floor, shining between Ye Jiaqi's hair.

She is the only one in the spacious bedroom.

She kept squatting for a long time, for a long time.
Chapter completed!