Yuan Jia: "When you share your happiness with me, I will also be happy with you. If you are disappointed but don't tell me, then I will miss you and I will also feel disappointed."

Different from chatting with normal people, when Yuanjia chats with Gardenia, she will talk about everything in detail. Only this kind of chat can make her feel comfortable.

Gardenia: "Thank you..."

Yuanjia: "Do you know what the stars will become after they die?"

Gardenia: "What is it?"

Yuanjia: "It will become us. The particles will not disappear or be destroyed. Every atom in your body comes from a dead star. It is no different from beautiful things such as the moon, cumulus clouds, and the sea. You

Your left hand may be from the constellation of Centaur, your right hand may be from the constellation of Cygnus, and everything about you is stardust.”

In just a moment, Xu Nanzhi felt as if she was important. Because of Xingxing's death, she could stand here today.

As if transcending everything, everything about her is stardust...

This is the most romantic explanation of the meaning of human existence that she has ever heard.

Gardenia: "Moon, cumulus clouds, sea, dewdrops..."

Yuanjia: "You are a more beautiful thing than them, so rest assured and sleep well."

Gardenia: "Yeah! I still need to write a diary."

Yuan Jia: "Remember to record your mood. Relief means happiness, depression means sadness. But when you close the book, today is over and you have to start looking forward to tomorrow."

Gardenia: "Yeah, Yuanjia, good night, see you tomorrow!"

After putting down the phone, Xu Nanzhi sat up from the bed, pulled out the chair next to him, and took out his notebook from the drawer.

Start recording from the end of the page with gardenia petals.

Pick up a pen and write down today's date.

"March 21, 2020, sunny."

The handwriting is elegant, one after another, small, neatly arranged in line after line, like a timeline.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Bai Yan came in with medicine and water. She saw her daughter writing something seriously and her expression was focused.

"What is Gardenia writing?"

Hearing her mother's voice, Xu Nanzhi subconsciously lay down on the table, covering her notebook tightly, her pretty face flushed, and she seemed a little panicked.

"You can't read it, I'm writing a diary..."

Bai Yan is a little curious and actually wants to see it, but if Gardenia doesn't show it to her, then she won't see it.

"You need to take medicine and go to bed early."

Medication must be taken. Without the aid of medication, Gardenia cannot fall asleep at all and will be awakened by nightmares.

"Um."

Xu Nanzhi closed the book and said: "Mom, I want to eat fried dough sticks and soy milk tomorrow. I want the fried dough sticks with two sticks put together, long..."

Bai Yan was very happy. She liked it when her daughter took the initiative to tell her what she wanted, agreed, left the room, and gently closed the door.

The soft moonlight flickers over the window sill, reflecting a curtain of bamboo shadows.

The girl removed her hand and gently stroked the handwriting, as if stroking her mood today, her eyebrows lightened.

At the end of the page, there is a Q version of a boy drawn.
Chapter completed!