"I am not writing this to exaggerate anything, nor am I trying to leave anything behind or commemorate anything. These are just some of the trivial details of my life. I just want to say a few personal words to myself. Because after all, in this world, even if there is someone who loves you, it is impossible for him to care about you all the time. Except for you, of course." Yu Chengxiu picked up a small old book with a Bible-like cover, opened the front page, and read this paragraph.
Whose book is this? He continued to read, only to find that it was a diary, a girl's diary...
There is no real signature on the book, only a strange English signature, vaguely identifiable as "Tata". There is also a seal printed next to it, with the word "Beichen" in seal script on it.
Yu Chengxiu frowned. He remembered that the person in this classroom just now was not named Beichen. Whose thing did it belong to?
Since he couldn't find the owner, and there was a chance that it would be picked up by an unreliable person if he left it here, he conveniently kept the diary on him and went to the next class.
Boring history, the teacher who looks like a Peking Man talks endlessly in a voice like an endorsement. It was really boring. He lowered his head and saw the exposed corner of the small thick-cover book. He took it over and opened it by accident...