The diary of that day is only a short paragraph, and it can be seen that Zhang Zeyuan wrote it in the morning.

After Lu Nan read the contents of the diary, he glanced at Zhang Jingmiao sideways, and he found that Zhang Jingmiao's face turned completely red, well, it was that kind of embarrassing appearance.

Ahem, Zhang Zeyuan roughly described his bizarre dream last night in this diary, as long as you read his diary, you will know what he is describing.

As a man, Lu Nan didn't feel anything, but after Zhang Jingmiao saw it, of course she would be a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Except for the charming part of Zhang Zeyuan's diary, just the content he described, Lu Nan felt a little weird.

What's more, he felt from the bottom of his heart that there was something wrong with this painting.

After Zhang Zeyuan fell asleep, he had a dream, and he was able to dream of the girl in the painting, even if he thought about it day and night, there was no coincidence to this extent.

On this day, Zhang Zeyuan didn't write about the day's events except for writing it in the morning, Lu Nan frowned and turned a new page.

Lu Nan turned a new page and saw a sentence with three exclamation points at the end.

This sentence is enough to prove how shocked and sighed Zhang Zeyuan's heart was.

……

"Last night, I had the same dream again!!"

"In my dreams I dreamed again of the girl in the painting, and the night before, we were together again, and I enjoyed that endless tenderness again."

"At this time, I realized that I might not be dreaming, but falling into some kind of hallucination."

"However, when I was in it, I didn't feel anything wrong, whether it was a dream or a hallucination, it didn't hurt me, I enjoyed the feeling of unreal enjoyment."

"When I woke up again in the endless tenderness, I began to look at the painting."

"I always thought that this girl from the Republic of China was behind this painting, but when I hung the painting on the wall and began to look at the painting from another angle, I found something that shocked me even more."

"This schoolgirl is not the only one in this painting, there are other people."

"So I took a magnifying glass and looked at the painting closely, and I saw that there were many people behind the schoolgirl."

"From the clothes of these people, I can identify them one by one as people belonging to different eras."

"If you add this female student, from the Republic of China to the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty, the Han Dynasty, and the Qin Dynasty, there are seven more people behind this female student."

"There are men and women among these seven people, and in addition to being smaller than the female students, the people in the painting are also lifelike, and the clothes on their bodies are also characteristic of that era."

"It's shocking! Shocked! It's hard to believe! ”

"What painter can have such a wonderful brush, and then paint such a strange painting?"

"I can't figure it out, if such a painting is a character theme, it is also a little unreasonable, a painter with such painting skills, each painting must have its own idea, and it will never be painted indiscriminately!"

"Besides, such a good painting, if it doesn't have a far-reaching idea, it is really meaningless."

"And from the content of this painting, it can be seen that the era in which the person who painted this painting lives is definitely in the Republic of China or the period after the Republic of China."

"However, in my memory and cognition, there have been no such master-level painters since the Republic of China."

"I decided to ask Yi Lao tomorrow to see if there was ever such a master painter in China."

……

In this diary, Zhang Zeyuan discovered a secret of this painting, which is not blank behind the girl, but there are many people, and people of all eras.

So, Zhang Zeyuan began to check to see if there was ever such a painter in China.

Lu Nan turned the next page again, and saw that the diary of this day was only two short lines, and it was like this for the next few days.

……

Saturday, 20th, fine

"I asked Mr. B, and Mr. B said that he had never heard of such a painter."

"When I went home at night, before I went to bed, I didn't look at the painting again, and I still had the same dream as before."

……

Sunday 21st, fine

"I searched the library and didn't find the slightest clue about the painter."

"When I went home at night, before I went to bed, I didn't look at the painting again, and I still had the same dream as before."

……

Monday, 22nd, fine

"I'm still looking up information in the library, but I still haven't found any information about the painter."

"When I went home at night, before I went to bed, I didn't look at the painting again, and I still had the same dream as before."

……

Tuesday, 23rd, cloudy

"I'll put this painting aside for the time being, and I'll first find out the truth about the death of my parents."

"When I went home at night, before I went to bed, I didn't look at the painting again, and I still had the same dream as before."

Wednesday, 24th, rain

"When I woke up in the morning, I heard the rain outside, I was lying in the quilt and didn't want to get up, the quilt had a fragrance that belonged to a girl, and there was still a trace of warmth in my arms."

"I even wondered if I had met a snail girl, everything was so real that I couldn't tell the real from the fake."

"There has been progress in the matter of the parents, they must have died in an accident back then, and it was an accident that was murdered."

"I will continue to investigate to find the real culprit of my parents' murder and avenge them."

……

Thursday, 25th, rain

"It's still raining today, I went to visit the deceased who thought I was my parents, and after I went, I didn't find anyone, so I went to find a classmate from the police station in the afternoon and checked the files of the year."

"I found some doubts in the files of the parents' case, and at the same time, based on these doubts, I made a plan for the next step of investigation."

"When I go home at night, before I go to bed, I take out the painting and hang it on the wall, when I look at the girl in the painting, the girl's eyes are still wandering, and there is infinite tenderness in her eyes, which makes me lose my heart."

"At night, I still had the same dream as before."

……

Friday, 26th, cloudy

"The rain has finally stopped, and now sitting at my desk, I can't help but think of the dream I had last night."

"It's different from the previous dreams, last night's dreams started to change, and I don't know if this change is good or bad."

"I began to feel a sense of anticipation for sleeping at night, and the dreams at night seemed to become my spiritual pillar, becoming me. An indispensable part of daily life. ”

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