"Mao Tuan, do you think it's okay for me to raise a resignation?"

Curious about the words, he didn't have a common sense of the world and asked the Mao Tuan for confirmation.

The same bottle of water less than half a bottle of water swaying Mao Tuan thought seriously for a long time before he said with a serious face: [The host can't, it is illegal to breed a population in this world! ] Calm down! 】

Its host is really painful, not to mention weak, and there are a lot of dangerous thoughts in my head all day long, which is really exhausting.

"Oh, that's right."

Disappointed, he answered, and Chaoxu continued to rub his hair with an unhappy face.

It's so soft, like a cat, I like it, but I can't raise it, I'm not happy.

"Click-"

When the order was lost, something suddenly fell from under the bed, breaking the atmosphere perfectly.

was successfully diverted from the source of energy, and Chao Xu squatted down with a cold face, intending to take out the thing that ruined the atmosphere and smash it.

After crouching down, she went to the otherwise empty place under the bed and found a quaint diary.

Out of curiosity, Chao Xu reached out and ticked out the diary.

The outer skin of the diary is plain, and the upper and lower sides are glued with traces of time, except for a relatively new place in the middle, which seems to have been put under the bed board and buckled by something.

Looking down again, there was something similar to a clip under the bed board for the diary, and this time the noise seemed to be caused by the breakdown of this thing.

Holding the diary in his hand, the snooping in Chaoxu's heart was ready to move.

"I said, Mao Tuan, do you think you want to be a good person and peek into other people's diaries?"

Faced with the host's cold question, the three-view upright Mao Tuan nodded decisively, [Of course not! 】

Chaoxu breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the diary quickly.

"That's great, I'm not a good person."

A good person can't peek at the diary, which means that a good person can't look at it openly.

She's a genius.

So before the hair ball could react to what he had done, Chao Xu had already opened the diary and read it.

Judging from the date on the first page, this book was left by the original owner Chao Si, who was five years old twelve years ago.

Surprisingly, although the font on it is ugly like a ghost drawing, the logic is very clear throughout.

And there are a bunch of plans written in scattered places, which don't look like what a five-year-old should write at all.

Frowning, Chaoxu gnawed on his nails as he continued to turn the page.

Chaosi's original diary is indeed very logical, and a little eye-catching idea often pops up suddenly.

But at some point, Chao Si's diary suddenly left empty for a full year, and when it came back to life.

The original diary has become like a child's graffiti book, and there is no complete font on it, all of which are crooked pinyin and brightly colored graffiti.

The first time Chao Si wrote a diary was the year she received it on her fifth birthday, and everything changed on her tenth birthday, just five years later.

The girl who revealed her own unique eccentricity and charm from the text suddenly became a fool who didn't even know a word.

What happened in this blank year?

"Shhhh

Fascinated by watching, the obsessed nail-gnawing Chaoxu accidentally bit the flesh, and his mind was collected from this strange diary.