Back at home and re-locking the door, Miu leaned his back against the security door, bowing his head and silently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With Wu Chu's departure, the feeling of loneliness found her again, making her a little difficult to help herself for a while.

After a while, Miu finally cleaned up his emotions, rubbed his face, and made himself feel a little more energetic, Miu changed his shoes, put on his slippers, and slowly came to the living room, and sat down on the sofa again.

Glancing at the cup of milk that was still on the coffee table, Miu grabbed it and drank the milk inside.

Then, she showed a somewhat pained expression, and the cold milk went down her esophagus into her stomach, and the coldness rushed down her stomach and jumped into her brain, freezing her head for a while.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

After taking a few breaths, the cool air was finally dissipated, Miu stood up with a frown, walked to the kitchen, washed the cups, and put them back in the sterilizer.

Coming to the living room and glancing at the empty living room, Miu bit her lower lip lightly, took a step, and walked back to the room.

After closing the door, Miu sat down at his desk and turned on the computer on it. Just as the computer was turning on, Miu casually took a book from the bookshelf next to him.

When she saw the book clearly, the movement in her hand froze.

This small book without a cover, which she is familiar with, and in her dreams, this book plays a crucial role in the end.

"Is it ......," she muttered in disbelief, placing the notebook on the table, and turning the pages of the book trembled a little.

Turning the title page, the entry is familiar handwriting: "Miu's diary, peeking at the wood has a little dingding!" ”

"My diary?" Miu muttered, her eyes fixed on a drawer at her desk, the diary she remembered should have been a parchment in it.

"It's my handwriting, but it's not my diary......"

Miu frowned and turned the title page to the first page.

There is only one sentence: "Miu, don't believe it (the handwriting on the back is blurred)"

Don't believe it? What not to believe?

Miu didn't dwell on it for long, she turned to the second, third, and fourth pages, but until she finished the whole book, she didn't see any other handwriting, only the first page, this sentence appeared.

Returning to the first page, Miu frowned, carefully scereging the blurred handwriting behind him, but he could not make out what was written, as if the handwriting had been deliberately erased by someone with ulterior motives.

Closing her eyes, Miu gently closed the notebook, her heart was no longer calm, countless doubts, and a sense of chaos filled her heart.

"In the end...... Is the dream I had before really just a dream? ”

After taking a deep breath, Miu opened her eyes again and put the book back on the shelf, but only halfway through it, she stopped moving, hesitated for a moment, and then took the book out again and put it in her pocket.

"So, let me test my guess."

Miu moved her gaze to the computer that had been turned on, held the mouse, opened the browser, and after entering a search engine, she typed a name into the search box - Mu Huateng.

This name that made her feel deeply memorable, in that real dream, the person who once wanted to kill herself.

To Miu's surprise, there was no useful value in the search results, and even if there were, it was news from someone else named "Mu Huateng". She scanned the search results, but couldn't find any results that matched her memory.

"So...... This part should belong to the dream realm, right? ”

Miu tapped her chin with her fingers, thinking.

"Then, let's try another one......" Mi Wu's heart moved, and he searched for a keyword again - "Mu family".

The search results are also like the search results of "Mu Huateng", which are very different from her memory.

Miu, who didn't give up, tried other keywords that he could think of, but there were no useful clues.

Finally, Miu typed in a keyword, and the search results surprised Miu, who had lost much hope.

"In Wujia Village, Shangmen City, a young man surnamed Wang died mysteriously."

"Wujia Village...... Isn't that the village I lived in my dreams? Miu's eyes lit up and he turned on the news.

"On October 24, a young man surnamed Wang was found unconscious in a ditch near the village in Wujia Village, Shangmen City. Police have been involved in the incident and the cause of the young man's death is still under further investigation. ”

"The details can match my memories in my dreams......"

Miu closed the news page, a look of confusion on his face.

"So, who the hell am I?"

"What the hell am Miu...... Or is it the prince Zhen in his dreams? ”

"When you're confused, believe in yourself. If you start to doubt yourself, look in the mirror, the mirror is the source of truth, and it will tell you the answer. ”

This sentence suddenly appeared in Miu's mind, and she clearly remembered that it was the first sentence she saw in her dream, when she looked at the book left by Xiaka.

"Did you know then that I was going to be in this situation?" Miu rubbed his temples, "But that's not right...... You are a cat in my dreams, how do you know what exactly is going to happen to me? ”

"But, the mirror?"

After thinking for a long time, Miu got up from his chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, looking at himself in the mirror.

The mirror reflects the scenery in the room, and in the center is Miu in a small dress.

Miu looked at the reflection in the mirror, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see anything famous. But for some reason, she just sensed something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

After another half, Miu gave up on this plan.

She blinked her sour eyes, leaned on one side, and sat down on the bed beside her, when suddenly, a small object came into her eyes.

On the bed, a small doll covered with scorch marks.

"It's ......"

Miu was stunned, but then, a terrifying memory came to her heart, and she couldn't help but shudder. It was the memory of her being chased and killed by this terrible doll in her dreams.

This memory only appeared at first glance, and soon disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by another memory.

"Baby, it's your birthday present, do you like it?"

Dressed in a suit, the handsome father came to Miu's side, crouched down, and handed a small doll with a ribbon tied in front of her, his voice full of tenderness and doting.

"I like it!"

Miu took the little doll and was happy from the bottom of her heart.

"I like my dad's gift the most!"

"Baby." Father smiled and touched Miu's head, stood up, and took a few steps back.

Then, the mother who was standing next to her stepped forward, squatted down, and hugged Miu, "Come, baby, Mom will take you to cut the cake!" ”

"Uh-huh!"

Miu was held in her mother's arms and felt a heartfelt warmth and happiness.

However, this nice feeling didn't last long.

Two bright lights suddenly shone on Miu's face, causing her to close her eyes.

The next moment, the world was spinning.