An Yin was still motionless, only the hand holding the spoon was getting tighter and tighter, and the green tendons jumped up suddenly in his hand. He must have thought of something, something terrible.

"Take a closer look, is this the letter you wrote with Chen Zhi that day?" His deep eyes looked at me earnestly.

The specific details of that day, I recalled little by little, the mint green envelope and stationery were all picked out by Chen Zhi himself. Those conventions before writing a letter. Then I used my pen when I wrote it...... My pen?

My heart sank. I picked up the letter, looked at it in the light, and looked at it carefully. I remember that on the way back after writing, Chen Zhi complained to me that my pen was not good and that my writing became shallower and shallower in the end, and I could hardly see it. But this letter, although it is Chen Zhi's handwriting, the ink is the same depth from beginning to end, and there is no change.

"Someone changed the letter." I looked at An Yin with wide eyes.

"Are you sure?"

I looked at the letter again, nodded affirmatively, and said, "I remember that when I went to the street where Feng lived later, I saw Xia Xiaoya packing up those letters, and she must have taken the letter away at that time." ”

"What I just took credit for is spiritual power, it will only bring me what I want, it only brings this fake, which shows that the letter that Chen Zhi really left behind has been destroyed."

As soon as my hand loosened, the letter slipped from my hand.

What did Chen Zhi leave behind in that real letter that would be destroyed after reading it, and he would take the trouble to make a fake one? The letter must have said something very important, so the person reading the letter was sure that I would come back to pick it up. But why would Chen Zhi be so stupid and leave important things in a letter that I may not necessarily see? So what's in the letter? Why is Qi Yan mentioned in the fake letter? Is it a hint that I should go to Qi Yan? I felt like my head was going to explode. Everything is getting messy and clueless.

"Where's the envelope? Show me the envelope. An Yin said.

As I handed him the envelope, I said, "I already know that it's fake, is there any need to research?" ”

"We need to know who really made this fake letter." An Yin began to carefully examine the entire envelope.

"It doesn't make sense to know this! Whether it's Xia Xiaoya or Qi Yan doesn't help us know the content of the original letter! You're simply wasting your efforts. "I'm in a bit of a hurry.

"What if it's Chen Zhi? What if this fake letter was made by Chen Zhi? An Yin said calmly.

I was stunned, and then said, "But this doesn't make sense, why did Chen Zhi make a fake one and destroy the real letter?" ”

"She probably also thought that important things shouldn't be in the letter, so she destroyed the original letter and made this fake one as a reminder."

The prompt word is Qi Yan, Qi Yan......

Studio!

I don't know why this word immediately popped up in my head, it seemed that the place Chen Zhi wanted me to go to was the studio. I thought of those spiritual paintings again, and if I could use them to see the past, could I also use them to see the future? Is Chen Zhi expressing this meaning?

"Let's go to the school's studio," I said, standing up and walking towards the school without saying a word, "the place Chen Zhi wants me to go should be there." ”

"You're definitely going to the studio and not somewhere else?"

"Intuition."

"We need to analyze it carefully, maybe these are just a trap laid by others, maybe the place Chen Zhi wants you to go is not there."

So should we just sit here and list all the conditions to analyze the letter? Do you have to wait until you are 100% sure before you act? ”

"But, just in case......"

"This time, trust my instincts, even if it's a real trap, I'm willing to jump into it."

An Yin looked at me with some surprise: "You look a bit like a hibiscus now." ”

"I told you, she's a part of me."

I heard Akiki laugh.

I stood at the gate of the school, with towering plane trees, open playgrounds, fluttering national flags, and white school buildings...... Everything waved to me so cordially, as if to say its final goodbyes.

Perhaps, this is the last time I will go back to school.

It was late at night and the school was empty. I didn't rush to the school building, but went to the playground first.

"How did you get here?" An Yin asked.

"Every day between classes, we will run here and shout slogans, but every time Chen Zhi doesn't shout, but He An shouts loudly; In the afternoon, after Chen Zhi and I finished eating together, we came back here to walk slowly, chatting and walking, there were so many things to say, and every time I stepped on the bell to return to the classroom. ”

I walked slowly along the track and field path of the playground.

An Yin didn't say anything anymore, just silently followed. He seemed to understand that there were other reasons for me to come to school.

"Look at that cherry blossom tree over there, it's so beautiful in the spring, and we all love it."

"It's our volleyball court over there, and I was really miserable when I learned volleyball! But I don't have to learn anymore. ”

"See, it's the library over there, but unfortunately I've never been there."

I said as I walked to the front of the school building.

Before I knew it, I was walking straight to my classroom. I pushed the door open and walked straight to my seat, habitually turning my head to look out the window, and unconsciously began to trace the spots again.

I looked up and looked at the watch on the blackboard, and it was my turn to be on duty next Monday. I had to get up very early and run to the school to clean up without breakfast, and then Chen Zhi would help me bring bread and milk. He An would make fun of me gobbling up food on the sidelines. When I drank the milk in one gulp, the class bell rang just right, and then Lao Mi walked in with a 10-centimeter high heel, maybe he would call me up again to criticize education.

I couldn't help but laugh. I sat down in my seat and looked at the blackboard so intently for the first time, but unfortunately there were no classmates, no teachers, and no headaches, just me in an empty classroom, facing an empty blackboard.

An Yin also sat down and said, "I've always heard you talk about school classes, and I'm finally sitting here today." ”

"Being a student is also very hard! I'll show you our perverted textbooks! I smiled and reached into the drawer of my desk to take out a book to show Anyin, but I found a piece of paper with a hard texture.

My hands froze. Fear poured like a basin of cold water on me, and the chill spread rapidly from my head to my whole body. My fingertips were cold, and I lost my strength in an instant.

An Yin noticed my strangeness, looked at me, and reached out to help me take it out little by little.

It turned out to be a painting!