A little diary with a silver lock caught Hao Ren's eyes.
"This girl is so bored in class that she writes in a diary?"
With the diary in hand, Hao Ren hesitated if he should open and read it. The little decorative lock was nothing in his eyes.
"Did she bad-mouth me in her diary?" Hao Ren was curious.
"Or does this girl have a crush on someone?" Hao Ren had a bad feeling about it.
The diary must contain Zhao Yanzi's little secrets such as people and things she hated and liked. It would be interesting to know about them.
On second thought, Hao Ren put the diary aside. After all, it was despicable to peep at Zhao Yanzi's diary.
"If it is not locked, I will surely read it." Hao Ren lowered his head and continued to explore the drawer.
He dug out two palm-size comic books, one pocket-size romance novel, an entertainment magazine, and a guide to horoscope and love.
