Xiao Mo stared blankly at the door that was trembling slightly, his heart seemed to be stimulated by some kind of strong stimulation, and at this time, it was beating wildly.

But why is this happening? He just heard his mom coming in the door. Besides, how could he be afraid of his mother!

The thought only flickered through his mind, and then all his attention was drawn to the black notebook in his hand.

Yes, in his hand was holding a black notebook. However, he had no impression of the notebook, let alone when he held it in his hand.

Of course, in addition to the notebook, he also held a ballpoint pen in his right hand, and the tip of the pen was faintly stained with blue oil, as if he had just used it.

The amnesia happened again, but this "Xiao Mo" didn't seem to have the ability to observe subtlely, so he was only slightly surprised, and subconsciously opened the notebook in his hand.

As his gaze continued to move up and down the diary, his expression began to become more and more strange, especially the last diary, on which the date was today!

"I had just been lying in bed for a while, thinking about getting some sleep and resting, but my mother came back early, and it seemed that she was worried about my body. I feel guilty that I cheated on her, but I can't explain these things to her, because even if I told her, she would definitely not believe it.

Well, she's already called out again. Maybe I bought something delicious, I'll go out and have a look first.

My mom has a problem!

No, that person must not be my mother!

And who is that person who has been talking to her? Why can't I see the storage of "he"?

Oh my God, I feel like I'm going to break down, and it's not safe to stay at home.

Two ghosts have infiltrated the house!

I can't stay any longer, I'm going to get out of here now, or ...... Otherwise, I'm going to die! “

The content of this diary made Xiao Mo feel a chill down his spine, if it weren't for the foreshadowing of the previous diaries, and the handwriting of this diary really belonged to him, he really wouldn't. I can't believe that such a strange thing can happen in the world.

The head began to ache faintly again. Xiao Mo lowered his head with a pale face and thought for a while, and after a while, as if he had made up his mind, he put the diary into his arms, and then pushed the door and walked out of the bedroom.

I don't know if it's influenced by the contents of the diary. As soon as he came out, he shivered with the chill that rushed to his face. He hugged his shoulders. I found that the cold hairs on my arms stood up one by one.

Xiao Mo felt a burst of surprise. You must know that it is noon, and the sun is at its fullest, but there is not a trace of light in the living room. The temperature is also even lower and scary.

"Mom, did you turn on the air conditioner?" Xiao Mo shouted at this time with the courage to speak.

"It's not open." His mother's cold voice came from the kitchen.

He hesitated a little, but he walked to the kitchen, and when he came to the kitchen door, he saw that his mother was preparing lunch, just ......

"Come, I've seen your Uncle Wang."

As soon as his mother saw Xiao Mo coming, she put down the kitchen knife in her hand and pointed to the nothingness beside her.

"Uncle Wang?" Xiao Mo opened his eyes wide and desperately looked in the direction his mother had pointed out, but no matter how he looked at it, there was no one there.

Just when Xiao Mo looked at the other side with a blank look, his mother said again:

"Well, this kid is more afraid of life, don't see outside, I'll talk about him!"

His mother was talking to herself like crazy, but Xiao Mo, who was standing by the door, was terrified to hear it.

"Come on! I've seen your Uncle Wang!! ”

His mother grabbed the sharp knife on the cutting board, pointed at Xiao Mo and shouted sharply.

"What are you talking about? Where there are anybody! ”

Xiao Mo took a step back uncontrollably, but his mother's voice became more fierce at this time:

"You are disobedient...... Disobedient...... Then let your Uncle Wang kill you!! ”

After saying that, his mother stabbed him with the sharp knife in her hand as if she had gone crazy.

"Ahh

Xiao Mo was so frightened that he screamed, naturally he didn't dare to wait by the door to die, so he instinctively turned around and fled in a panic in the next moment. After escaping into the hallway, he didn't even dare to look back, and fled down the stairs, and then escaped from the neighborhood where his house was located. It wasn't until he ran to the street where there was a certain amount of people that he dared to stop on the side of the road to catch his breath.

But the thought of what had just happened still gave him chills and more than that.

How could a mother swing a knife at her own son? Who is the other person called "Uncle Wang", and is he really a zài? Why can't he see it at all?

Squatting on the side of the road and thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. Because if it weren't for his personal experience, he would have felt that this was a bit too ridiculous, and he suddenly got a "person" who didn't have zài, and then tried to kill his son for this "person" who didn't have zài, which was simply a ghost!

If before this happened, he was skeptical of the contents of the diary, now he fully believes the contents of the diary.

But believing in the contents of the diary is tantamount to indirectly accepting the fact that he has unknowingly lost his memory.

He was a little overwhelmed by this, he was very scared in his heart, and he wanted to call the police, but it was his mother after all, and if the police found out about it, then his mother might be arrested and sent to jail.

"Let's call Daddy."

He thought about it and thought that it was better to call his father first, after all, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, and if there was really something to be solved by his father.

He called his dad's cell phone, and the call was quickly connected. His father's voice also came out of the phone:

"Why did you kid call me at this time?"

"It's my mom...... My mom she seems to be sick......"

He told his father in detail what had just happened, but his father didn't seem to believe it, but comforted him in turn and said:

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll be home in a while, where are you now?"

"I ......" He wanted to tell his dad the exact location, but his dad's tone was so uncomfortable that he made up a random location and hung up.

After hanging up, he walked aimlessly along the sidewalk with his head down as if he had lost his soul. He didn't know what was going on with this qiē, why everyone seemed to have a strange spirit. And how could he have amnesia for no reason?

The matter of amnesia is indeed very fatal to him. Because his memory was completely shattered into pieces, this was exactly what he really felt. As soon as he fell into the memory, a large number of fleeting memory images immediately appeared in his mind like a storm and clouds.

Apart from these, there are only a few large memories. But most of these memories are irrelevant. Not even who he is can help him know.

He clearly felt strongly in his heart that he was Su Hao. and the environment in which he lived. And the character is also very satisfying to this.。 It's just that I don't know if it's out of his heart, or some other reason, he still faintly feels that he is a man named Xiao Mo.

And his current body may be the best proof of this. Because it's not his body.

"Whose body does this body belong to? My body? Who am I......? ”

As these questions arose in his mind, his head began to ache again, and the pain was intensifying.

He didn't let the headache continue, he walked two blocks along the road, and finally stopped outside a coffee shop. He pulled out the money in his pocket, and estimated that it was enough for him to drink a cup of coffee to refresh himself.

Once he sat down and ordered a cup of coffee, he threw his heart and soul into the journal.

Now maybe the only thing that can help him find the truth is this diary, and even if he can't find the truth, at least he should be roughly aware of what happened during the time he lost his memory.

The coffee had been placed on the table by the waiter, but he was completely unaware of it, still looking at the contents of the diary, until the coffee was almost cold, and he closed the diary with a "snap".

After that, he picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip.

He knew what he was going to do next, because his diary recorded that he had asked Bai Yimei to help him with something, and had agreed to meet after school tonight.

Xiao Mo stayed in the café until five o'clock before leaving for school.

At six o'clock, the main school class was over, leaving them half an hour to eat, followed by another hour of evening self-study. And he needs to take advantage of the interval to find Bai Yimei, because Bai Yimei is from the Municipal Art Youth League, so the number of self-study in the evening is very small.

Sure enough, when Xiao Mo arrived at the class, Bai Yimei was packing his things, he hesitated for a moment and walked over:

"Are you going home?"

"Hmm." Bai Yimei nodded coldly, knowing that this was Xiao Mo's kind words, and the main reason was that she still had something in her hand:

"Here you go."

Bai Yimei took out two voice recorders from his pocket and gave them to him, and Xiao Mo reached out to take them without politeness. After that, he asked Bai Yimei about some things as written in his diary, such as whether there were few people in other classes, and strange things that happened in other year groups.

Although it was written in his diary, he didn't know why he wrote these things in the first place, so he just asked symbolically and didn't take it too seriously.

"If there's nothing to do, I'll go first." Bai Yimei saw Xiao Mo's absent-minded look, and said a little angrily.

"Well, thank you so much for today."

Xiao Mo knew that he was just running to get something, but fortunately, he had already prepared, took out a commemorative bracelet from his pocket that he had won in the café lottery, and then handed it to Bai Yimei:

"If you don't like it, throw it away." Xiao Mo said with some embarrassment.

"Look at my mood!"

Bai Yimei took the things handed by Xiao Mo, put them in her bag without looking at them, and then what should she do, shook her cute ponytail and said:

"I'm really leaving, don't go home too late."

"Hmmm......"

Seeing Bai Yimei leave, Xiao Mo focused his attention on the two recorders in his hands.

He didn't know how long the batteries of the two recorders would last, but he could have tried first. As for the method of experimentation, it is natural to stay here and wait for the last evening self-study, otherwise he would not want to go home.

He left Bai Yimei's seat and returned to his seat, and at this time, because most of the students had gone to eat, he was almost left in the classroom.

I don't know if it was because the classroom was too quiet all of a sudden, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep on the desk not long after. (To be continued......)