The cursive writing in black ink was elegant and free, just like the writer.
At a glance, one could tell it was the handwriting deeply inherited from Xu Canyang.
This style, Yan Yinuo was also required to learn as a child, but she didn't do well. After years of practice with no progress, Xu Canyang gave up on her.
But Xu Zijin was different. He could skillfully use both Chinese and English scripts, and since the Xu Family preferred using their mother tongue, his diary was written in Chinese too.
"20××, March 2nd, at this time..." Yan Yinuo's self-talk was interrupted.
At this time, Xu Zijin would have been in his twenties, wouldn't he?
How old exactly? She found it a bit hard to calculate.
But she was sure he had already turned twenty. Would a man in his twenties still be interested in writing diaries?
