Diary 1:

[I haven't written a diary for a long time. The last time I wrote a diary was about ten years ago.

It's funny to say that the last diary was the day before I got married. At that time, my wife was worried that after getting married, she would find that there were many things in Zeng Jin's diary that she didn't want to know, so she burned it after writing it.

Time flies,

Now I have to write a diary again, but it is the first day after the divorce.

Alas, life is always full of helplessness, and I have gone from a young man in my twenties to a middle-aged man in my forties. I have to wear a wig every day to dare to go out to meet people...]

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Diary 5:

[Today is a heavy day, and my mother left this world forever in the ward. For her, it was a kind of relief, and she no longer had to suffer from illness, but why didn't she think about me and what should I do in the future...

My teenage son was awarded to his ex-wife, and my mother, who loved me the most, left me. I really became a lonely person at the door...]

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Diary 11:

[It has been more than three months since my mother passed away, and I personally handled the funeral. What’s funny is that I can’t even have the basic process. Fortunately, my mother has an old friend’s daughter who serves "one-stop zombie" services and things are going smoothly.

There were many familiar faces at the funeral, all of whom were neighbors who had known my mother for many years. They seemed to have heard that I was divorced, so no one asked me why Zhou Ting didn't come.

They just comforted me, enlightened me, and made me think it was a little more open. I was very moved and grateful.

By the way, that boy Xuyang has gained a lot of weight and has done a good job. After knowing my situation, he asked me if I wanted to change my work environment.

Among relatives and friends, this cousin has the best relationship with me...]

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Diary 26:

[I finally decided to sell my current house and completely leave this unkind place, and forget Zhou Ting...]

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Diary 41:

[I'm back, everything is back. The old street is still like what I remember, and the people I remember. Everything seems to be back when I was a child, which is where I should have existed...]

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Diary 42:

[Since I took my mother to the house I used to live in, no one has taken care of here for at least several years. If I had known that my mother's condition would worsen, I should have rented the house when I left, at least someone would not be dead. The dust was thicker than the soles of my boots, but it would have exhausted the two cleaning aunts who were invited...]

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Diary 56:

[I recently found a thin deaf and mute old man living downstairs. Every time he went upstairs, he would always open a crack in the door and silently comment on me.

I asked him why he looked at me, but he just shouted "Aba Aba" and didn't know what he wanted to express.

Actually, I don’t want to talk to him at all, just to hide my fear.

To be honest, that deaf and mute old man is indeed quite scary, especially at night, I always feel like he is using something to pull the ceiling.

Maybe he didn't realize that such a move would affect my rest... Oh my God, he started again, the floor was 'squeaking'...]

Diary 61:

[The matter of the deaf and mute elderly man has come to an end. Fortunately, the community administrator hired a sign language teacher to come to persuade him, otherwise I would be driven crazy...]

Li Can was deeply attracted by the content of the diary, as if he was experiencing another person's life, pain, sadness, twists and turns, ups and downs, joy, rich in a strong atmosphere of life, very real.

He couldn't help but look through page by page...

Diary 86:

[Today, attending Lao Ma's son's wedding reminded me of my past wedding. I always kneel in front of the bride and declare an oath to everyone. But who can guarantee that the oath will never break my promise?

Lao Ma said that after his son got married, he and his wife wanted to move back to their hometown, but did not want to add burden to their son and daughter-in-law in the city, especially to prevent the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law that has been inevitable since ancient times.

So he asked me if I was interested in taking over his storefront and selling it to me at a price lower than the market, which was considered a friendly price.

I think it's not bad. Anyway, the money in the card is also saved, so it's better to invest it. I think this street will be demolished one day, and maybe you can make a small profit...]

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Diary 103:

[I've been busy handling the transfer procedures with the agency recently, which is really tormenting...]

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Diary 107:

[Does a person really have his own fate? Anyway, I feel that since I moved back to the old street, my life has suddenly become better.

I bought Lao Zhang’s storefront at a low price. Today, I just transferred the property and met a girl who wanted to rent a storefront to open a restaurant. She was named Su Rui. She was quite beautiful and full of indomitable enthusiasm.

I agreed without thinking, and I gave her three hundred yuan cheaper every month. I don’t know why I did this. Maybe it was because I saw my long-lost hope for the future in her eyes.

However, from now on, I will be a legitimate landlord.]

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Diary 110:

[Today I was idle and went to Huatian District for a long time and said that by chance, I met Xu Yang. It turned out that this cousin’s decoration company was right next to the station in Huatian District. It was said that choosing a date is worse than a day. We drank a hard time, but he wanted to introduce me to work again...]

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Diary 113:

[Xiao Su's restaurant has been open for several days, but unfortunately the business is bleak. I saw that she was worried, so I quietly reminded him to change the chef. The chef she hired was really not very skilled and not good at being a human being. If this continues, the restaurant will be dragged down by him sooner or later.

Alas, I hope Xiao Su can find his own elite soldiers...]

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Diary 115:

[I went to the interview yesterday and it went smoothly. It was a private school that specialized in teaching children. Fortunately, I was born in the liberal arts department and was competent.

But that school is really awesome. The treatment I gave me was 12,000 yuan a month, double breaks, five insurances, and year-end bonus at the end of the year. It was better than the treatment of ordinary white-collar workers. I am such a lucky person...]

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Diary 116:

[What's wrong, it's too wrong! In the first day of class today, I found that the children in class looked at me with cold eyes, which was a feeling.

Moreover, in order to narrow the distance between teachers and students, I specially designed everyone to play games, but no one participated.

The principal and I reflected this issue. The principal even criticized me, saying that I was a cultural subject teacher, not a physical education subject teacher.

Later, the principal saw that I was holding my breath, so he relaxed and said that the children in the school had a special identity and told me not to take it to my heart.

If you have a special identity, you must know how to respect others? What's more, I am still their teacher...]

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Diary 134:

[Today, when I was getting the textbooks on the first floor of the school, I heard someone calling for help, which looked like a cleaning aunt. But when I followed the sound, I saw a little boy running out from the corner of the stairs on the first floor of the school, jumping and smiling crisply.

I was curious and followed, but another adult I had never seen before came out and asked me what I wanted to do.

The man looked fierce and his voice was as unpleasant as a broken bellow.

I stammered and didn't say anything, so I turned around and left.

But I could feel that the person was looking at me from behind, keeping looking at me, making me feel scared...]

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Diary 135:

[It's past one o'clock in the morning, and I feel outside the door...]

"What's wrong outside the door?"

Li Can frowned, and when he turned to the next page, there was nothing, and it seemed that the diary was interrupted at 135 articles.

And judging from the date, the interval between 135 and 134 articles is only three hours!

Click...

Just at this moment, a crisp cracking sound came from the bedroom, and then something fell to the ground with a "bang".
Chapter completed!