The shelf was high. She didn't climb any more, but turned around and walked out of the storage room, found the ladder from the villa, and then came back again. She carefully climbed onto the ladder and took the box from the top of the shelf.

Smash the lock and lift the lid.

Inside is a stack of documents, the edges of the paper are a little soft, as if they are damp.

Xia Changyue's palm tightened slightly, without giving herself a chance to shrink, he took out all the information inside, and opened the top one when he reached out.

Seeing that the documents inside were all hospital medical certificates, they were exactly the same as the documents she had seen at Yan Sheng, her petite body suddenly softened, her whole body collapsed to the ground, her eyes widened in surprise.

"How can it be true..." Xia Changyue looked at the almost copied version of the information, staring at the box in front of him blankly, sitting on the ground like a puppet for a while, motionless.

Yan Sheng didn't lie to her, all the information was true.

Xia Changyue was struck by lightning, and there was nothing left in his mind.

Sitting on the ground like this, forgetting how I should react, I sat until my hands and feet started to numb.

The pitch-black Zitong turned around and landed on the diary in front of her. A gleam of light flashed through her eyes, as if grasping the last life-saving straw. She reached out and grabbed the diary in front of her and quickly flipped through it.

She remembers Yan Chengchi's handwriting, this diary must be his.

If these cases are true, his diary will definitely mention...

Xia Changyue took a deep breath repeatedly, so that his hand no longer trembles, turning page by page at his diary after returning to Yan's house.

Reading half of the book in one breath, there was nothing abnormal.

In his diary, he only recorded the strangeness he had just returned to Yan's house, and his hatred towards her...

Turning to the back, Xia Changyue's hand began to tremble violently.

"I can't control myself. Only when I am drunk will your face not appear in front of my eyes... No, it is you who appeared in my dreams that will still belong to me and only smile at me."

"I like drag racing. The thrill of speed can make people forget all the unhappiness, but when life is on the line, your face will still appear before my eyes..."

"Uncle found out that I have a habit of taking drugs. He said that it is a disease. If you eat it, you will die. He follows me all day and night. Like you, he likes to nag when I am sick, but why are you gone? ?"

"..."

Tears dripped suddenly, hitting the diary, fainting and moist.

Xia Changyue hugged his diary, curled up on the ground, crying.

Yan Sheng's words echoed in her ear over and over again.

The cases belonging to Yan Chengchi also appeared in front of her constantly like a curse.

Four years ago, because of her betrayal, Yan Chengchi started drinking, racing, and even started taking therapeutic drugs because of depression, and finally became addicted to drugs...

For several months, he was on the verge of life and death, back and forth repeatedly.

Almost died in his own hands!

Xia Changyue never knew this.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Xia Changyue held the diary just like Yan Chengchi from four years ago, his chest seemed to be delayed with a dagger, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

She never knew that her existence had caused him so much harm...

"Buzz—" Her phone rang.