"I haven't seen the autumn breeze for many days, he...," Moissanan hesitated, not knowing whether to say the rest of the story.

Shen Mei was packing up the papers, "How long?"

In the last period of time, it was basically self-study, and the teachers of each subject gave out a lot of papers, all of which could be used as sticks to beat people, which was heavy enough.

His hands were full of the fragrance of ink, The unique smell of lead words filled the air, and the fine dust fluctuated in the sun, Shen Mei's voice was quiet, and he asked again: "How long has it been?"

Mo Sansang hesitated and said: "Actually, Bai Bao has not appeared for a long time, recently, recently, Qiu Changfeng has not been silent for a long time, they, are they, gone?"

The last three words were very soft, and Moissan's probably didn't want to think about it, but who knows when their sudden personality will disappear?

"Oh, I don't want to die, I don't want to disappear, I still have a lot of movies I haven't seen, I haven't eaten a lot of things, I, I, I want to eat fruit porridge..."

Shen Mei sighed helplessly and began to call Ziggy, who was very impatient: "What are you shouting, I don't know if I stayed up late to read?"

If he stays up late to read, he will be unenergetic during the day, but fortunately, there is not much to memorize in the mathematics he is good at, and it is no problem not to listen to the lectures with Shen Mei during the day, plus there are not many new knowledge points in the third year of high school, and the axioms and formulas are there, at most it is a problem to solve the problem, and it is not a problem with his mind, so it doesn't matter whether he listens to the class during the day or not.

"How long has it been since you've seen the autumn breeze appear?" asked Shen Mei.

Ziggy muttered, "What do you want me to do?"

Old man Long was also called out to discuss, but fortunately, Shen Mei was the last to leave today, and there was no one in the classroom, so they could discuss this matter with confidence.

"I didn't listen to him in the first time, and I thought he was sleeping. ”

These personalities don't accompany Shen Mei every day, otherwise they wouldn't use the diary to record, thinking of the diary, Old Man Long said: "Go and read the diary, the last time he recorded it must be the last time it came out." ”

For the matter of keeping a diary, the most unresistant is Qiu Changfeng, he claims to be a hero on the rivers and lakes, suddenly came to such a completely different modern society, there must be a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he shares a body with other people, all kinds of ideas are not easy to say, can only be recorded in the diary, he is the only one of these people who does not miss a diary for a day.

The rest of the people sometimes write and sometimes don't write, in this regard, Shen Mei can't supervise it well, he can only emphasize that if any of them comes out during the day and does everything in detail, he must write it in the public diary, as for the private one, he also respects the privacy of others, and he will not read it easily.

Shen Mei was in no mood to pack up her things, so she rolled the remaining pile of papers casually and stuffed them into her schoolbag, and left on her back.

When he got home, he specially ordered fruit porridge for tomorrow's breakfast, and Shen's mother responded with a smile and said, "I don't know when you liked fruit porridge, that taste..."

After the meal, Shen Mei flipped to Qiu Changfeng's diary, and the date recorded on the last day was... The phone flipped to the calendar page, Shen Mei looked at it, and said, "Wednesday, it's mental health education." ”

Because of this, he remembered it very clearly, otherwise, the day of the week of the junior high school, except for the different courses, is there any difference?

"No, it should have been before that. ”

Zhao Cangjie denied Shen Mei's opinion, he snatched control of his body for the first time without Shen Mei's consent, and then quickly flipped through the diary and let Shen Mei read it, "This page is not Qiu Changfeng's words. ”

Even if it is very similar, he can still recognize it at a glance, you must know that he has been to ancient times many times, and the most important thing in ancient times is to see the character from the words, even if he looks at similar words, but the tangible and boneless still can't hide from his eyes.

It's just that he remembers that day... Turn on the computer,Search directly for the news of "suicide of a high school junior",Now even kindergarten teachers can abuse children on the Internet for several days,This kind of news will not be drowned out for no reason,Sure enough,The entries that were quickly put forward can be seen by clicking on them casually,And most of the news uses the statement "Xu".

"It's Xu Zheng!" Mo Sang's associative power is the best, and he thought of it at once, because of the familiar school uniform, and...

The creepy feeling struck suddenly, the window was not closed, the wind outside blew, with the coolness of the night, and when the curtains were puffed up, the protruding place seemed to be a human face, looking here, showing an evil smile.

"Ahh

The old man Long and the others, who originally thought it was a little terrifying, suddenly came out of the play, and Qi Ge shouted: "Shut up, you will kill you by shouting again!"

"Is it you, is it you! Did you do it?" said Mosansang like crazy, "It must be you, Zige, I know, you have always wanted to occupy Shen Mei's body, you have wanted to be the master personality for a long time, you have long seen us unpleasantly, you have long wanted to kill us..."

The amount of topic is too large, and Old Man Long can't react for a while, does Xu Zheng's death have anything to do with Qiu Changfeng's disappearance?

"So, this is... What does it matter?" Shen Mei's words were a little slow, and she seemed to be a little incomprehensible.

Zhao Cangjie's mind was spinning rapidly, compared to them, he obviously understood more, but it seemed that he didn't understand more, the answer seemed to be on his lips, but he couldn't say anything, as if he was separated by a veil, and he couldn't grasp the real point.

First of all, Uncle Shen's death - there is nothing suspicious, at least he didn't find out.

Secondly, Qin Lang's death - it was also suicide, but, one was in the distant Sangzi Village, and the other was in Qin Lang's house, there seems to be no connection, uh, how did Qin Lang die? His eyes were fixed on that picture, and the red patches made him desperate to know how Qin Lang committed suicide in the first place, swallowing medicine, or also cutting his neck?

Then, Xu Zheng's death - except for suicide, has nothing to do with the above two, but, Qiu Changfeng, who disappeared almost at the same time, is it a coincidence, or...

By the way, and the white baby, when did he not appear?

Bai Baobao's age can't write a diary at all, the last thing he left, Zhao Cangjie went to the bookcase and turned out a few pieces of drawing paper, the white paper was shrouded in most of the black, and you could also see the brown furniture, crooked, and the rest was a typical matchmaker, one, two, three... Heptad.

What is yellow? light? So, what is that, doors, windows?

It is too abstract to expect a three-year-old child to draw something, and Zhao Cangjie feels that his imagination is still a little lacking and he can't understand it.

"Ah, isn't this our house?" Mo Sansang noticed those words, "I didn't expect Bai Baobao to have a little talent for painting!"

Everyone ignores Bai Bao on weekdays, because he always asks too many "why", which makes people a little annoying, even if Mo Sang, she would rather quarrel with Ziggy than coax Bai Baobao, because no matter how many times he explains, he will still ask the same "why" next time, as if his life will not have any growth, and he will always be fixed at the age of three who can't sleep.

Thinking about it at this time, Moissan's "hum" began to cry again, sobbing and saying, "I miss the white baby, I should have been nice to him before." ”

"What house?" asked Zhao Cangjie.

There was a sudden silence in his head, there was no sound, not even the "hush" that Moissana could last for several hours, he had a little bad premonition, this question, did he ask something wrong?

"You are not my personality, who are you, how can you occupy my body?" Shen Mei's voice was very calm, even if he was forced to become a "tenant", he did not have any panic, at least from his voice, no emotion could be heard.

Zhao Cangjie felt that he had caught a thread, but Shen Mei's questioning was like a sharp sword falling from the sky, cutting the thread and making his thinking chaotic again, he quietly put away the paintings and asked, "What do you mean?"

Old Man Long explained: "When we are asleep, we will be in a room......"Everyone has their own accustomed space to rest in the way they want.

Needless to say, Zhao Cangjie knew that something was wrong, he had never seen that room.

If that's a rest stop/transit station that several personalities can use, along with Shen Mei, then, he doesn't know this house, and obviously the problem will only be on him.

exposed.

And so it was exposed.

What a surprise.

Is it true that if you say too much, you will lose it?

Zhao Cangjie smiled bitterly, but because of this situation, he pushed others, thought of the point that had been ignored, ripped off the veil in front of him, and saw the possible truth.

"No matter what, you foreigner, don't return your body yet!" Qi Ge roared angrily, and then Zhao Cangjie felt the power of snatching the body, and the touch of spiritual power was completely unblocked, and he could feel the other party's thoughts.

Calmly relinquishing his body, Zhao Cangjie ignored their hostility and said his own question: "If I can come in from the outside, then, can you also go out?"

It's a question, it's a speculation, if it really can, then, where are they going to live when they get out? And then what? The line in the hand blurred again, as if something was still wrong.

Mo Sansang reacted quickly and immediately said: "Are you saying that they left Shen Mei to find a new landlord? Can I do the same? Shen Mei always forbids me to wear a skirt and makeup, I'm a girl, how can I be so cruel?"

"This idiot, do you believe everything people say?" Ziggy began to scold Mosansan, and the "huh" that had been stopped began again.

The discussion ended in vain, Zhao Cangjie naturally did not explain his origins, and they didn't know where to force them, so they had no choice but to continue to maintain a state of coexistence.

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I don't know if this counts as brain-burning.

In Storage...

Although I should be back at this time, but I want to send the book to Hugh, the flash black or something is too serious, you must check it carefully!

It's back, and this book is back, and I'm correcting a typo!

I'm glad that I have enough manuscripts, and I haven't broken the update for two days after being lazy, praise for myself!