After reading a few more jokes... not a diary, Lin Jing finally came to her senses. She slapped her own face to calm herself down.
She quickly skimmed through the irrelevant content, noticeably speeding up her reading.
Soon, the diary entry from November 22 caught Lin Jing's attention.
"2010.11.22
Such a magical feeling, I can barely breathe, and Xu Qingfan is a dog, a stinky dog, a bad dog, a big silly dog!"
Lin Jing's hands trembled continuously as she held the diary. What was this magical feeling? What did it mean to barely breathe? Surely it couldn't be from running?
[November 22... It's Xiao Xiao's birthday, ah, this silly daughter... did she think of herself as a birthday present?]
Lin Jing steadied herself and quickly flipped further, but unfortunately, the content returned to a compilation of jokes.