Chapter 49 An Old Story
- The diary was over ten years old. It contained a full year's worth of records of how a mild-mannered housewife silently stomached her love, hate and jealousy.
- Huo Chen had only opened one page, but he was overcome with grief.
- The car had stopped, so I was about to bring an umbrella to him. He had a frail constitution, and would cough whenever he got caught in the rain. He would suffer for a while. However, I saw a beautiful woman from the window whispering in his ear. She laughed brazenly, and on his face, I saw a happy and relaxed expression I hadn't seen for a long time. I knew that our days together were numbered.