(Let's take a closer look at this story, because many readers don't want to think about it, so I'll just say it bluntly, there are three different "Xiao Mo" in the story, because this story itself is a mess for the protagonist and others, so you will definitely look a little messy.) However, if it is three Xiao Mo to substitute, the order will be clear. As for which three Xiao Mo they are, and what identities each of the three Xiao Mo represents, this will not be spoiled for the time being. ）

The two heads undoubtedly belonged to his parents, their faces covered in blood that had not yet dried up, but they did not look painful, but rather happy. They looked at him through the blood, then smiled miserably and repeated:

"Found ......"

"Fake...... This must be fake...... Yes......! ”

Xiao Mo clutched his head in pain, only to feel that the last trace of defense in his brain had also collapsed, and his spirit had completely collapsed.

His consciousness began to fade, and his mind was spinning for a while, but along with this state, he could still see the two human heads beating on the ground.

Their faces are so horrible...... Hideous!

Xiao Mo didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he remembered that when he got up in the morning, his mother's shouts faintly came into his ears, as if he was telling him to get up and go to school. However, he felt that he had a headache to death, so he asked her mother to take a leave of absence for him.

"Damn, why does my head hurt so much!"

Xiao Mo remembered what happened this morning, so he covered his head and sat up from the bed, but as soon as he sat up, he felt a pain in his mind. He couldn't help but let out an "oops", and he no longer forced himself to lie back obediently.

He tried to remember what had happened in the past few days, but found that his mind was empty, as if he had forgotten many things. However, I can't recall it, because just thinking about it hurts my head.

He squeezed his temples a few times, and when the headache had subsided a little, he carefully got out of bed.

"Huh?"

And in the process, he suddenly found a black notebook neatly placed next to the pillow. He didn't remember having a habit of keeping his notebook next to his pillow, and he didn't remember it at all.

But he didn't dare to think about it, because he didn't want to have a headache and not get out of bed again. But out of curiosity, he still held the notebook in his hand. And casually flipped it open and looked at it.

At first, his expression was just curious. But gradually, his expression began to become dazed, stunned, and shocked...... In the end, it was even terrifying!

Obviously, Xiao Mo once again saw the diary that recorded this series of strange events.

Especially the last diary entry above.

"I took a leave of absence today and didn't go to school. Because I'm going crazy with this terrible truth.

When I saw the diary I remembered yesterday. I don't know if I stopped her at the time. But one thing has become a reality, and that is that she has completely disappeared.

Even I myself read the words in my diary, so I barely believed that there was such a person in the class before.

Where's that extra layer out of thin air? I don't even remember even the slightest bit of that time now. This memory was perfectly erased. I wasn't surprised that I ran to the storage room alone with my journal and ballpoint pen.

If I hadn't looked at the diary in the evening, I might have felt that my feelings would have deceived me, making me think that there was nothing to make a fuss about, or that I had just gone to the top floor alone!

It's horrible, it's horrible. The plan I had previously designated was not carried out, because yesterday I had completely forgotten the storage of the diary, and now I was afraid to go to school because of timidity.

Fortunately, I've already texted Bai Yimei, she should help me, I'll wait for her at the school gate at night, I hope his father's horses won't be difficult for me......"

The date in this diary is today!

Although these diaries appear one after another, it seems to serve as a verification note. But he still didn't believe that he would unknowingly write such a diary, and it was just written.

But if you want to verify, it's very simple.,Didn't the diary say that he sent a text message to Bai Yimei.,Then take out your mobile phone and search for the sending record.,If the zài record is stored in the outbox,,Then this matter can't be 100% wrong.。

In fact, he was mainly struggling with the reason why he didn't go to school this morning, he remembered that he didn't want to go to school because of a headache, but the diary wrote that he was afraid of it, which was somewhat unreliable, because he didn't remember anything about the diary.

He found his phone and searched his outbox, but fortunately his phone was a bit old-fashioned, so it still had this kind of feature that didn't protect his privacy.

"There are a few things I would like to ask you to help ......"

When he saw the content of this text message, Xiao Mo was completely speechless, because it was the same as what was written in his diary. The text message was sent at 7:10 in the morning, and the contact was none other than Bai Yimei.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, there is really no reason for him not to believe it.

"It looks like I'm really having amnesia, but why haven't I felt it all these days? It's just so weird. ”

Xiao Mo walked in front of the mirror and then looked at himself blankly, the face in the mirror was very unfamiliar, at least he didn't remember where he had seen it.

"How did I become like this!"

He pointed to the expressionless face in the mirror and screamed.

"It's not me...... Definitely not my ......"

"No...... I've got to think it through...... How did I end up like this? ”

Xiao Mo's face was shocked, and he couldn't care about the headache now, and forced himself to fall into the memory.

The fragments of his memories were very vague, many of them were just small pieces, and he had no impression of them at all. As the memory deepened in his mind, the pain began to become intense, and after a while, he was covered in cold sweat.

However, his cold sweat was not in vain, because he finally thought of a memory that was not normal.

He seemed to see a blood-colored staircase...... And the staircase was long, long...... It stretches all the way to the sky, and there is a black vortex in the sky, terrifying and forested.

He stood below blankly, watching his classmates enter one after another, and then his body walked over uncontrollably, he seemed to have climbed the blood-colored staircase, and! He seemed to have entered that black vortex.

What caught my eye was a long corridor, and the corridor was full of classrooms, large classrooms, one next to the other, and each classroom was filled with gray-faced people......

There was a fault in the memory here, and Xiao Mo wanted to continue exploring it painfully, but he reluctantly found that the memory was indeed inrecallable.

In the aftermath, he kept retreating in fear, and there was a figure in front of him who was constantly approaching him......

The memories came to an abrupt end, and Xiao Mo didn't get anything more than to increase the pain if he thought about it. But some scattered memories in his brain seemed to tell him that there was another person hidden in his body.

No! Maybe it's not human...... It's the ghost who cornered him at the time!

As this idea came to him, some strange thoughts that didn't exist before also popped up one by one, and he couldn't help but be in a trance, and it was even difficult for him to recognize himself.

"I'm Su Hao...... Still is...... Xiao Mo? ”

This question could not help but arise in his mind, as if he were asking himself, and as if he were asking the person who seemed to him to have zài.

Because of the mental turmoil again, he fell to bed with a splitting headache again, and fell asleep again after a while.

But he didn't sleep for long, and then he sat up from the bed with a spirit, and then began to rummage through the diary on the bed as if he was afraid of something, and when he saw that the diary was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself:

"Luckily, I didn't have amnesia this time."

Perhaps afraid that he would forget this qiē again, he hurriedly opened the diary and wrote down his current feelings with a pen.

"I fell asleep again, but I didn't seem to have any more amnesia, after all, it wasn't at school, unless something horrible was happening at home. I don't dare think about it, I'm scared that this is going to happen.

But something terrible seems to have happened, because I have the memory of another person in my head. Could that person be what Professor Cheng said, a new identity that I formed by over-imagining?

I regard him as myself, and the self that I have illusory of is also insisting that he is also real. But who among us is real and who is unreal?

It doesn't matter, I just have to believe in who I am, and the rest will have to go with the flow. ”

Xiao Mo looked at the diary he had just added, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart:

"Why didn't I think of Professor Zheng just now, but I wrote it down very easily when I was writing in my diary? How is it as if the body is not controlled by the brain? ”

Xiao Mo's brows were furrowed, and just as he was about to study this diary more carefully, he heard a sudden sound of the door closing outside. Then his mother's concerned voice came from outside the door:

"I'm back, are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better." He also replied in a loud voice, after all, he wouldn't be so scared when he came back from home.

It's just that his idea has just been born, and his mother's next words poured him a chill:

"I'll kill your dad and make some soup for you!"

His mother slammed the door open at this time, and said with a vicious face! (To be continued......)