Chapter 586 Ju Wen's Diary
Chapter 586 Ju Wen's Diary
Ju Wen was still angry with Lu Yao.
She had just fallen for him and wanted to pursue him despite her father's objections when he told her he wanted to get married.
I feel my self-esteem has been hurt.
At first, he was so angry that he wanted to take down Lu Yao as soon as possible to vent his anger.
But now that I've calmed down, I realize I acted too impulsively.
How could a knowledgeable woman act so impulsively?
Just as things calmed down, the kid reappeared with a grin.
Suddenly, I felt a little wronged.
Even the most rational girl is still just beginning to experience romantic feelings.
Lu Yao chuckled:
"What, you're breaking up with me? I have something very important to tell you."
"What major event is it? Is it more important to you or to me? Tell me!"
Ju Wen picked up her manuscript to examine it, her face calm and composed.
My heart was already in turmoil, but even though my eyes were on the words, I couldn't concentrate on them at all.
They were listening intently to what Lu Yao was saying.
Lu Yao pulled up a chair and sat down opposite her.
"Sister, I want to start a side business in the commune to help the production team generate income. I borrowed some money from the winery before... Sister, if you don't listen to me, I'm leaving."
Seeing that Ju Wen didn't even look at him, Lu Yao stood up.
Actually, Ju Wen had already calmed down after he called her "sister".
Seeing that he was finding fault, I quickly greeted him:
"Sit down, I'm listening to you, why are you throwing a tantrum?"
"Oh, I thought you were angry with me."
Lu Yao got up, turned around, and then sat back down.
Ju Wen rolled her eyes at him:
"Hurry up and tell me, I'm very busy."
So Lu Yao told them about how Director Tian went to the village to demand equipment, and also about how his son took advantage of the situation to fleece the female militia members.
Of course, he couldn't say that he instructed Liu Shuangyan to frame Tian Xiwei.
The main purpose was to have Ju Wen give a message to Hao Limin.
This was to let Hao Limin have a preconceived notion about Director Tian's character.
To prevent him from complaining first.
Although Ju Wen liked Lu Yao, she wasn't stupid. She understood what was going on as soon as Lu Yao explained it to her.
He nodded in reply, "I understand what you mean. You also sincerely want the production team to improve, which is a good thing for the collective. I will pass on your message. You sit here in my room, and I'll go talk to County Chief Hao now and hear his opinion."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you."
Ju Wen was just about to deliver a manuscript to Hao Limin. She picked it up, slammed it on the table, finished, and then went out.
Lu Yao wandered around the house idly.
The room was small, with just a writing desk, a printer, and a small single bed for temporary rest.
Office and dormitory combined
The space is cramped.
Lu Yao walked to the windowsill, wanting to look outside.
As my leg brushed against the desk and the headboard, the small wooden bed wobbled, and with a "thud," something that had been wedged between the bed's seams fell to the floor.
Lu Yao quickly lay down on the ground to look.
It's a small pink notebook.
Quickly reach out and grab it.
The notebook was open, revealing neat, elegant handwriting in fountain pen.
Lu Yao didn't want to look at it and was about to put it back on the bedside table, but in a fleeting glance, he saw the two characters "Lu Yao".
I couldn't help but let it go.
People are very sensitive to their own names; they'll want to know more about them when they see them.
This sight made my heart race.
Unexpectedly, this is Ju Wen's diary.
A diary is a way to record one's past daily life.
Merchants use it for bookkeeping, scientists use it to record experimental data, writers use it to accumulate life experiences, and cultural figures use it to express their true feelings...
In short, it's all written for myself, showing my most authentic self.
It is immoral to read other people's diaries.
But it's okay as long as nobody knows.
After all, Lu Yao's moral standards are not very high.
If you're allowed to write about me secretly, then I'm sorry, I need to see where I am in your heart.
Everyone has curiosity, but Lu Yao has an exceptionally high level of it.
Upon looking at it, Lu Yao realized that Ju Wen's diary had been filled with nothing but his own words for the past few days.
"Whenever I think of the name 'Lu Yao,' my heart races. I know I've fallen in love with him..."
"I can't sleep at night, and I'm thinking of him again. Even the stars in the sky aren't as bright as his eyes... My heart is like the bright moon over a water chestnut tree, reflecting only his image..."
I like him, but I don't dare to say it. He's getting married, and I'm not the bride!
The last line was written last night: "You damned Lu Yao, you wicked Lu Yao, I'm going to forget you. I'll kick you out of my world, so you won't lose sleep because of you..."
Lu Yao was stunned.
He knew that Ju Wen liked him, and he could feel it.
But I never imagined I was so important to her, and now I'm about to turn my love into hate.
Lu Yao couldn't help but read Ju Wen's diary from beginning to end.
This book is a record of my daily life, written over a period of more than six months.
I started writing it last summer.
At first, she only recorded the little things in life and hardly mentioned any men.
I started keeping a record of it from the day I helped her get her bicycle back and chased away some thugs.
When he first mentioned himself, his words were very fair.
He still uses the term "country boy" to describe himself.
Later, it gradually evolved into the name "Lu Yao".
When she learned of her heroic deeds, her father praised Lu Yao highly during dinner at home, and from then on, Ju Wen began to feel emotionally moved.
The night after Lu Yao helped her draw, she wrote the most.
She couldn't sleep that night, and wrote several paragraphs intermittently, including a prose poem that also described her love for herself.
Lu Yao was a little touched.
Especially the passage she wrote at work on the day she told him she was getting married.
They said she was too impulsive, actually wanting to have a relationship with Lu Yao to find balance...
There is a saying:
"Although I feel a little embarrassed, I don't regret it. Even now, I still have that thought!"
Lu Yao's heart started racing.
I never imagined that the gentle and refined Ju Wen would always cherish the memory of our deep friendship...
Just then, the door opened and Ju Wen walked in.
Lu Yao quickly stuffed the diary under the pillow on the small bed.
But Ju Wen still noticed something was wrong:
"What are you doing? What are you hiding?"
"No, no, no... I... I... I didn't hide anything."
Even the usually calm and composed Lu Yao was more nervous than when killing someone. His face flushed and his heart pounded, and he quickly stood up.
It's like a primary school student being caught by the homeroom teacher for breaking class rules.
Ju Wen immediately felt uneasy.
This kid definitely has something going on.
He pulled Lu Yao away and reached under the covers to grab something.
Seeing that he had been exposed, Lu Yao quickly explained:
"When I touched the bed, it wobbled, and this thing fell out from the seam. I picked it up for you... I didn't even see what it was..."
He spoke without any confidence.
Ju Wen has already taken out her diary.
It was actually my own diary?
Ju Wen often carries this little notebook with her.
I wrote a few sentences while sitting on my bed this morning, but when I wanted to put them away later, I couldn't find them.
I searched both on and under the bed but couldn't find it.
It turned out to be stuck in the gap between the sheets and the bed.
Ju Wen opened it and saw that she had written down whatever came to mind. Looking at it now, she immediately blushed.
Looking up at Lu Yao, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she was breathing heavily, her chest heaving.
Lu Yao felt as if there were signs of a volcanic eruption:
"Well, sis, I'm heading back now..."
He turned to leave.
"stop!"
With a loud bang, Ju Wen slammed the door shut, turned around and leaned against the door, blocking the doorway with her delicate body.
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