[Today's update, the content of the anti-theft ♀ chapter is the text of "The Diary of Zhuoyue in the Last Days"]

…… The following is the text of the anti-theft ♂ chapter......

Previous Chapter: Diary

In the early morning, when the sky was just dawning, a beam of sunlight entered the room through the crack in the window, and it happened to hit the black hair of the little girl sleeping on the small bed, and it didn't take long for her to feel a little hot, and she reached out and pulled the thin quilt over her whole head. (Yes?) (Meaning?) (Think?) (Book?) (Hospital.)

A few minutes later, the girl, who felt a little depressed, lifted the quilt and sat up.

Glancing at the room with her eyes half-open in a daze, the girl's head hung limply, and then she sat down and dozed off.

After another ten minutes, probably because her neck was stiff and uncomfortable, the girl rubbed her face and moved her neck, and she was finally sober.

The girl's right wrist is covered with a coil for tying hair, and after waking up, she habitually reaches out to tie her hair and intends to tie it up, but the moment her hand just touches her hair, there is a cry of pain.

On the right side of the back of her head, there was a lump left by the collision, probably left by hitting something, and it looked quite hard.

Thinking about the source of this bag, the girl was a little confused, and for a while she didn't remember where she hit it, and after thinking for a while, she shook her head and simply didn't think about it.

Giving up tying her hair, she slowly moved from the bed to the ground, and the girl was stunned as soon as she put on her slippers.

"This is not my slippers, my slippers are obviously a pair of little monkeys, how did they become little white rabbits?"

After discovering that the slippers were wrong, the girl looked around and was shocked to find that the room she was in was completely unfamiliar, and none of them were the same as the bedroom she remembered.

What's even more strange is that the window that was shining with light was nailed down by five or six wooden sticks, and through the gaps between the wooden sticks, you can faintly see that the glass originally inlaid on the window has been broken into a few pieces.

What is this place?

The girl hurriedly ran to the window and looked out, and found that the room she was in was about the third floor, and outside was an empty factory compound that looked deserted.

Finding herself in a very strange environment, and there was an inexplicable bag on her head that she didn't know where to hit, the girl was very flustered, and the little sleepiness that was still left just now dissipated in an instant.

Look at yourself again, the pajamas are still your own, the same as the one given by others on your birthday a year ago, but it looks like you've been wearing it for a while?

Raising her arm and smelling her sleeves, she smelled an obvious smell of sweat, the girl frowned and quickly took it away, walked to the wardrobe and opened the crumbling cabinet door, wanting to see if there were any clothes that could be changed inside, but as soon as she opened it, she was startled by the piles of mineral water and biscuits, potato chips and other food, and a few bags of snacks fell out with her movements.

It's not that there are no clothes, but they're crumpled and piled up in the corners, and most of the space is taken up by snacks and water.

What does this mean? What is this place?

Without even closing the cabinet door, the girl ran out of the bedroom, and then ran in the direction that could be the door, only to see a door that was tightly pressed against the tables, chairs, bedside tables and other miscellaneous items, as if something would break into the door in the next second.

Such a door made the girl dare not come forward to check the situation at all, and the whole house was quiet and did not look like there were other people, so she carefully checked the other rooms one by one, and then found a fruit knife more than a foot long in the kitchen.

The whole room is probably less than 100 square meters, two bedrooms, a toilet, a kitchen and a living room, except for the bedroom and toilet where she sleeps, the rest is full of dust, and the windows are broken, not like inhabited.

The girl rummaged through all the places in the house that she could, and then found a bunch of mineral water and snacks in the closet in the other bedroom, but none of the snacks here were her favorite food.

The girl wanted to get out of here and figure out why she had come here and what it was, but there was no other exit than the blocked gate.

If you jump from a window, you'll probably break your bones, right?

Otherwise...... Make a rope out of a sheet and hang it down?

The girl gritted her teeth and thought about it, and decided to try it first, so she ran back to the bedroom and reached out to pull the sheets on the bed.

A blue hardcover notebook and a gel pen with more than half of the ink left were ripped out from under the pillow.

What is it?

Stopping the action of pulling the sheets, the girl picked up the notebook and opened the hard cover, and the title page was written in beautiful font "Private diary, please do not look at it!" In the lower right corner is the name of the writer - Zhuo Yue.

The girl blinked, full of doubt.

Her name is Zhuo Yue, and this line of writing is indeed her handwriting, but she doesn't remember that she ever wrote such a diary, nor does she remember that she has ever written a diary, let alone the contents of it.

But since it's her own diary, it's okay for her to open it up, right?

With that in mind, she sat down on the bed and turned the first page of the journal.

The first diary was written on March 3, 2043, on her 16th birthday, and the content was very brief, only that the birthday party was very boring, and her parents invited a bunch of people she didn't know to talk about business on her birthday, and she received many gifts, but none of them liked it, only this book that fell out of nowhere was still useful, and she used it as a diary to record the events of the day.

At the end of the diary, she wrote: "I wrote so much in the first diary, and I will write it again when I have time, but I probably won't last long, haha." ”

However, as she continued to flip back, the girl found that she not only wrote every day, but also wrote more and more, and she had the meaning of treating this diary as a tree hole, and wrote down many things that she usually didn't dare to say.

On April 3, she wrote at the end of her diary: "It's been a month, and there are so many secrets in this diary, should I find a box to lock it up?" Ah, but what if I lose my keys? It's better to hide it. ”

On April 12, the diary began: "I forgot to write a diary when I hid it, if it wasn't for something that made me nauseous and wanted to vomit today and must be written down, the diary that I had been writing for a month would have been broken like this, right?" ”

From this day on, the diary was reinstated as one article a day, and the content also included more details of life.

The girl frowned as she watched.

She only had a small number of impressions of these things, and most of them had no memory as if they had not happened to her at all, and she couldn't even remember who the "king", "fool", "Luo Luo" and others frequently mentioned in her diary were.

There are also businessman parents who are angry every time they mention it in the diary, she can't even remember their names, and there are only two vague figures in her mind, and she can't even see their faces clearly.

Is it because I hit my head and have amnesia?

Touching the swollen bag on her head that seemed to be a little bigger, the girl was a little dispossessed.

Let's look down first, in case you think of it when you see it?

The diary was flipped through one by one, and soon she was on June 12.

There are only two lines of words on it.

"On June 12, it was cloudy, and it seemed that something big had happened outside, and the news said that the new virus was menacing, so everyone should not go out."

Turning this page, the content of June 13 made the girl's hand shake, she didn't hold the book steady, and she fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Swallowing her saliva, the girl took a deep breath, picked up the diary, trembled and turned to the page of June 13 again, and slowly read out word by word-

"On June 13th, Yin, Uncle Yang turned into a zombie in front of my eyes......"

June 13, cloudy

Uncle Yang has become a zombie in front of my eyes, but unlike the irrational zombie who only kills and eats meat on TV, although his appearance has changed, he is still the Uncle Yang I know.

Presumably because he noticed that I was afraid of his appearance, when Uncle Yang reappeared in front of me, he changed his favorite blazer, put on the casual hoodie that his daughter bought for him, pulled up his hood, put on a mask, and only showed a pair of red eyes outside.

It's the first time I've seen Uncle Yang like this, and I have to say that his eye color is quite good-looking.

But after all, it was a zombie, and I didn't dare to eat his food, although it looked the same as usual, but I always felt that there would be germs in it, or it was simply made of human flesh?

Uncle Yang looked a little sad about my decision, but instead of speaking, he went to the store outside and bought me snacks that I liked.

Why not buy deli takeaway?

Yes...... At this time, maybe no one dares to eat cooked food takeaway outside, right?

Mom and Dad didn't come home today, I don't know if they will get the virus when they're outside, but I don't want them to come home after they get the virus, in that case, there will be three zombies in the house at once, even if I am careful not to let myself have wounds, maybe I will be infected before I know it, right?

However, there is no vaccine for the zombie virus now, and I don't know when Uncle Yang's condition will deteriorate to the point where he can't be saved, so it's probably my fate to become a zombie?

If I find a place where no one is there to hide before this, will I not become a zombie?

At 11 p.m., add a diary: although the snacks are delicious, I can't eat enough, and I'm hungry before it's time to go to bed......

Sleep well early today and eat a little more tomorrow!

June 14, sunny

Today's sun is a bit fierce, in order to go out, I deliberately put on two layers of sunscreen, originally I didn't plan to let Uncle Yang drive for me because of his illness, but he was very stubborn.

It's a little strange that Uncle Yang hasn't spoken the next day, and he misses his voice a little.

There are as many people in the mall as before, and everyone doesn't seem to know that there are zombies around them.

If I take off Uncle Yang's hood and mask in front of everyone, will it cause panic?

Haha, it's interesting to think about!

On the way home, I saw one of my favorite restaurants.