The diary was dated five years ago when Han Lan was only 21 years old. The first few entries were all about her life and everyday events. Lan immediately recognised her own handwriting and immersed herself completely on binge reading about the pieces related to her past.
"Dear me,
It's finally here, my 21st birthday. I am very happy that I've been leading a satisfactory life until now. The only regret is being an orphan with no family nor any friends around me.
Keep smiling always."
The first ones were all about how she felt lonely even after having a pretty successful life as a private business owner at that young age. The pages contained her silent sufferings in loneliness with no one around her to share her happiness and pain with.
"Dear me,
I'm so excited today. I met this really cute and handsome guy at the mart today. We bumped into each other while looking for groceries. His smile was amazing and he had a shy demeanour. I was surprised when he gathered his courage to exchange phone numbers with me. I'm a little scared of hoping too much but I really can't help these feelings."
Lan couldn't understand why she was so happy about a stranger whose name she didn't even mention in that entry. But it somehow made sense when her loneliness was showing signs of leaving her side.
"Dear me,
The cute guy called me today to ask me out on a date. I just exchanged my number with him yesterday so it feels like we're moving at a crazy speed. But still, the date itself was a pleasant experience. Not like in the past where I would be bored, exhausted or even disgusted. He is very sweet, passionate and extremely gentlemanly. I was blown away by him."
Lan was now growing frustrated with her old self. She had written so much and so many pages about this amazing guy but never once she had mentioned his name. She felt like going back in time and giving herself a big slap.
Taking deep breaths to control her frustration she flipped forward. More number of pages contained her budding relationship with this unknown sweet guy and by the looks of it, she was very happy and satisfied with him.
"Dear me,
Today was when I met his best friends. He had always been telling me that they're all like his family from the very beginning of our relationship so it had been a little stressful upon me to make a good impression on the people he cared for. My worries aside the guys were all very welcoming of me. I can't believe that I actually felt envious of their tight friendship. Brother Yao- the eldest guy in the group helped me the most beside him. For the first time, I felt a deep sense of belonging and it's all thanks to him. I've started to fall for him real hard and fast."
Lan sighed at this. She could now almost guess who this guy she had been talking about in almost every page back then was. It really wasn't that difficult to guess. If she had paid attention then she'd have already pinpointed that the most passionate guy among the septet was none other than Lee Min.
"Dear me,
Today I couldn't take it anymore as all my attempts at keeping my overwhelming feelings at bay were futile. In some whirlwind manner, I confessed to him that I was in love with him. The reaction I got really surprised me. At first, he was stunned, then he didn't waste another moment in picking me up and spinning me around with a blinding stupid smile on his face followed by our very first kiss. I don't know how I should describe our kiss but I'm finally relieved that I can now freely tell him 'I love you Lee Min'
'P.S:The kiss was mindblowing sweetie and I love you too Han Lan'"
The last sentence of this entry was clearly not her handwriting but it was a no brainer on who had written it. It seemed like he had filled it up soon after she had finished writing her side of the story.
Looking at the date of this entry they'd been in a relationship for almost a complete year.
The diary ended after that.
Lan closed it with a heavy heart. Now she understood her constricted feelings and the heaviness of her heart to some extent. But the lack of the actual memories made it as if she'd been reading about someone else's life. It was real but not real at the time and it confused her even more.