"This is an attack with malicious intent."

After that day, Gu Jun told me that there is no real name for anonymous account input, but it is also numbered, and if there is no way to distinguish it, it will be very troublesome to manage that side. But the end result of this investigation is that the owner of this account should have graduated long ago, and he himself would not have any reason to do so.

"What about IP addresses?"

I didn't think this kind of place would be missed, but I still asked it.

"It's a public address, there's still no way to be sure, this person is very careful."

If you are so careful, it is probably premeditated, or you have some obsession with destruction.

And another point is that I paid extra attention to the person's name, no real name does not mean no nickname, so it is easy to tell which account it is still possible.

I still remember a little bit, the last post about He Xi.

"insist@i", is this account, every word is the same, not very similar but exactly the same nickname. This must be a person, after saying what happened to He Xi, he directly broke out Li Xinmu's matter in a row.

Last time, it was a little restrained or I didn't know who it was, anyway, I didn't reveal my real name, but this time I said everything, names, and some things that shouldn't be known, or things that I don't want to know.

"Who are you?"

Although his post has been blocked and we have made a ban on punishment, these are far from enough, such a bad behavior can only be used in this way to avoid embarrassment as punishment because the real culprit cannot be found.

What is this, this is not enough at all, and we are very aware of this, and at the regular meeting of the administrators, we also decided that it was probably the first filing, and we should do everything we can to find this person.

Whoever it is, such an act deserves the most severe punishment.

Although, this is just my thoughts, but no one will forgive this kind of thing, rather, this kind of thing should not be let go.

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Because of the sudden appearance of Gu Jun and Li Renxian, they still didn't get Li Xinmu's answer in the end, and Li Xinmu was suddenly afraid to mention this matter. Although it seems really a bit of a car to say such things suddenly in that situation, I didn't think about it so much at that time, but I couldn't help it, "I want to hug her" this kind of thought.

But if you don't reply, it does make me very anxious.,But it's actually nothing to cringe at this kind of thing.,It's a normal person's performance, isn't it?。

And things have been a little complicated recently, so don't be obsessed with this kind of place anymore, there will be opportunities in the future, even if you don't want to accept it, it's better to take care of Li Xinmu's situation.

"Can you tell me more?"

On the phone, I tried to ask Li Xinmu a little more, and after a little silence, Li Xinmu sighed softly with some relief.

"Isn't that enough?"

Not enough, yes. Although I have to admit that the person who wrote this article does have some good literary literacy, it is not a good thing to talk about this here. But between the lines, there is a strong sense of documentary, and this feeling of "this is the truth" makes me a little convinced, but there are still some vague places.

Or rather, it wasn't mentioned.

But the real reason is not the truth of this information, but "I want to know more about Li Xinmu", which cannot be wrong.

"If you can, I'd like to know more."

When I said this, I felt like I was suddenly grabbed.

"Well, it's your words, and you can do it now."

After knowing this, the feeling was lifted, as if it was suddenly relaxed, and the heartbeat was much faster.

Me, am I special?

This feeling also made me a little trance-like.

"I'll listen very carefully, so let me know."

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At first, we thought it might have something to do with Sikong Yu.

The reason is very simple, because Sikong Yu knows about this, whether it is "mastering Li Xinmu's secret" revealed in his own words, or what Li Xinmu said to me.

It seemed to be evidence that such a thing would be done, but Sikong Yu denied it.

He didn't have an anonymous account, which is strong in the fact that he didn't have login information for a second account on his phone, but it doesn't rule out erasing or logging in on another device.

And obviously, after our check, the login address of this account was unexpectedly not very secret. But it doesn't seem that there is really any need for secrets, and the answer is very simple, we have found it.

Internet café near the school.

We only know this one piece of information, and it's a headache.

There's nothing we can do about it, but there shouldn't be anything we can do about it. We have chosen to turn a blind eye to this existence, and it is not realistic to ask for an investigation.

And it's not likely to make a fuss about the student range near the school.,Plus the hateful timed release function, even the time period has become a mystery!

It's right in front of you, but there's no way.

"Although I don't know what to say, I really wouldn't do this kind of thing, and I wouldn't just deviate from what I said was good."

Sikong Yu's tone was unexpectedly serious, which broke his image of being angry as always, but what made me more concerned was that this weak tone may be very unconvincing, but I always had a feeling that he was not lying.

"I'm sorry, I can't, I can't trust you."

"It's okay, you didn't say you were sure, did you?"

I wanted to believe him, but I couldn't do it for the time being.

"I'm here for a follow-up appointment today, aren't I?"

"Ah, by the way, if you can here, please go to a nearby hospital to get a prescription, if it really doesn't work, I'll help you solve it."

"Well, it's useful."

Sikong Yu smiled slightly, he belongs to the kind of boy who is very delicate, although I don't know if the word delicate will be used here, but it must be appropriate, the facial features are like a ruler measured, the skin is too delicate, and the fairness of the skin always has a sickly sense of lack of sunshine.

"Is it a medicinal effect, that's good."

Yes, a little nervous.

"It's too much trouble to get a prescription or something, can you help me?"

Sikong Yu glanced at a list written by Teacher Yuwen, then turned it over and pressed it on the table.

"It's not okay from time to time, but it's still not good, so be sure to contact the doctor if you have any questions."

He was assigned to a doctor, which was arranged for him by our psychological society, and he could ask this doctor for help if he had anything, but because the number of psychiatrists was too small, it was still a little difficult to get better treatment.

But it can't be helped, after all, the doctor is already very hard.

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"Lu Yu, I'm telling you very seriously."

"Well, I'm listening very carefully."

Li Xinmu repeated it again, emphasizing the seriousness and letting me confirm that this might be something really important to her.

But don't you have to say it to me, even though it seemed like it had been forgotten that day, I was at ease, and suddenly I felt inexplicably comfortable waiting.

What is it that makes me feel at ease?

"I-"

Li Xinmu's face was a little unclear under the rendering of the sun, like a dream shrouded in a light veil. She and I sat facing each other, looking each other in the eye without evading.

Her voice was nice, but I didn't want to relax, I didn't want to let go of every word or syllable, I didn't want to look away.

And Li Xinmu is also looking at me like this.

Just listen to her talk about the past.

Just want to hear it.

☆

"Lu Yu, are you free on Saturday?"

"What's wrong, what's the matter?"

When I asked me this, I was a little hesitant about how to answer.

But now it seems that there is really nothing I need to do, the world will continue to operate even if there are big waves, and the sun will rise tomorrow without any help from me.

Li Xinmu's affairs will always come to an end, and now it is just a matter of waiting, waiting to be forgotten.

"Are you free?"

Xi still insists on his opinion, although he has only known each other for a long time, but I still have some experience of the peacock-like character of some pride, and I am afraid that it will not end if I don't give a response.

"It's okay for now, if I have to."

"Well, then make an appointment to accompany me out, and gather at the school gate in the morning."

Wait, no matter how much you have an inexplicable eldest lady's temper, don't do such a thing, I haven't agreed yet, and you haven't said anything!

Hey, hey.

"So what's the matter?"

"It's okay to tell you, just buy some things with me and watch a concert by the way."

Oh, that's right.

Huh?

Huh?!

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"What's your name?"

The man in front of me said with a smile.

"I, my name, often, always admire ······"

It was the first time I saw him, my dad.

My mother sent me here, and although she said it was, I still don't know who my mother is or what her name is.

I was just sent here before I could remember, in a simple welfare home.

The mothers said I was sent here wrapped in a nice quilt with a piece of paper with a name written on it.

Obviously that's my name. And I have always been called by "admiration" here, and I have always been treated very gently by my grandmothers.

"Your mother should pick you up, why should you wrap it in such a good quilt?"

I hear this kind of thing all the time.

But it doesn't matter, it's okay anyway, maybe I'll grow up here like this, and finally find a job and dedicate myself back to it.

It's all thought about.

It doesn't matter what, after all, I grew up here.

That's it, with this indifferent thought, smiling and responding to other people's words.

"Hmm!"

And you have to look forward to it, why, you don't expect it at all, do you?

But the corners of my mouth are rising, why, I don't care anymore, right?

"Oh, is he coming?"

I don't know what suddenly spread in the courtyard, saying that someone will come in a few days.

I don't know, do I?

"So, who is it?"

I tilted my head and pulled the corner of the clothes of one of my best friends, and she smiled at me.

"That's a very kind man."

Kind?

"Is it for us?"

"No, it's money, it's always been our biggest funder."

At that time, I didn't know that he was going to be my "father" for the rest of my life, and at that time I was just wondering what kind of person he was. I guess it's the same as the people on TV, wearing black clothes and combing their hair sparkling.

It's a man.

That's the only information I've ever had, but I still have some hope to be a pretty big sister with a beautiful dress and shiny hair.

But that's a princess, right?

"I want to be a princess."

I only wrote this sentence about "what do you want to do in the future", but in fact, everyone wrote half a pound and eight taels, and two or three sentences were over.

I'm still very confident in writing, and I can usually fill the page.

But now I can't write more.

"I want to be a princess."

I want to be a princess.

The class was silent, as my composition was routinely read aloud in the class.

Everyone's expressions were complicated.

But, I just want to be a princess, I just want to.

It doesn't matter if you don't get it.

I sat down in silence and tore the dream to shreds.

"The man is going to adopt a child, and he asked us for a form."

I don't know why everyone is better informed than I am.

Want to get out?

I didn't want to, I just wanted to stay here.

But I don't know why, I don't know when it started, "I want to get out." The thought began to grow.

It's not the same as going out to practice, it's not sneaking out with dirty coins that you get in various ways, and everyone buys some candy together.

Rather, they want to get out of here.

Why, everyone is very gentle and so good to me, but they still want to leave.

I'm such a bad boy, I don't want to be in this mood anymore.

"Everyone, go and receive them well."

Well, yes.

You have to perform well to get selected, don't you?

Want, be chosen, and then go out, even if you can't be a princess. I couldn't control myself when it was so dirty, so I washed it clean that day and fiddled with my messy hair in front of the mirror several times.

I want to have hair like a princess, but the crown is just a branch.

"I don't want it!"

The boy next to him foolishly declined the opportunity.

Ignorance.

As long as you can be chosen, you can get out of here.