？？ Year?? Month?? Day, morning?? when written

Weather, heavy rain

It's so boring, it's so boring at home! When I work, I always complain that I work too much, and I hope that there will be less, but when I am free, I can't wait to have work to do, and I feel that I am a waste person.

There have been a lot of rumors in the circle of friends recently, what country has set up a XX department, what place has been under martial law by the army, and even directly said that aliens are coming, these anomalies are the precursors of aliens preparing to attack the earth, it's ridiculous!

Alas, in any case, the society is now in a state of panic, after all, nothing is right during this time!

I went to buy a box of instant noodles today and it cost me forty-eight yuan! I've eaten that brand before, and it's always sold for thirty-five yuan, and I suspect that it's a supermarket employee who is privately raising prices, so I asked on the spot, but I didn't expect others to look at me with a kind of contempt, and a young man scolded, scolding and squeezing in front of me, saying, "You want to buy it quickly!" The price of instant noodles has already increased in your mother's price! ”

When I walked out after paying, I was surprised to find that there were suddenly thirty or forty more people around me, how is this possible? When I first arrived, there were only two or three people, and the supermarket was still very deserted, how could there be ten times more people in the blink of an eye? Even if they were running fast, I didn't even hear footsteps or words!

Wait...

When the is there a queue behind me?

At that time, I was immediately frightened when I thought of this, and quickly ran home to look at my watch, 7:45! Evil Door! I came to the supermarket at seven o'clock to shop, why just go to the shelves where instant noodles are put and walk around, come back to your mother for more than 40 minutes, my home is only three or four minutes away from the supermarket, this is simply impossible!

Grass! Bad luck!

？？ Year?? Month?? Day, evening?? when written

The weather turned cloudy

Today, the weather is finally clearing, well... It's not too sunny, but at least you're seeing the sun, aren't you? It feels awesome, it's been cloudy for more than ten days in a row, and today it finally cleared up again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today, I had a strange thing, well, it doesn't seem to be a strange thing, because I'm not weird about it.

But this time I always felt the need to write it down because...

I received a text message from the future, that's right, judging from the date of the letter, it was noon three days later, the sender, it was myself, I thought it was a hallucination, and after a closer look, I realized that something was wrong, which is true!

That text message said something like: Run! Run! People are crazy, all crazy! I can't escape! Oh, my God! They're coming in, they're at the door! They have knives, and some have guns, and when they see anyone, they cut and shoot! I was shot in the thigh when I was just shopping, and I bled a lot along the way, and I felt like I was dying, but the damn 120 won't come to save me! Calling 120 is always busy! Whoever it is, please run as far as you can when you see this message! Our colleague has a little emotion, isn't it...

Alas... Xiaoli, if you're still alive and see this text message... I like you, finally say it.

...

The text message came to an abrupt end, and I read it several times before finally realizing that the message was sent in bulk.

I am just one of the recipients, and I wonder if there really is a future me, why does he choose to use text messages instead of WeChat? And... How can you send it to your own mobile phone?

Anyway, it's better to write it down first, it's really weird, weird... I'm a little convinced.

Look at the news, look outside, yes, the world is chaotic now, but it's not so chaotic that someone can kill someone on the street with a knife and gun, isn't this a terrorist attack? The police don't care if I don't believe me.

This is the end of this diary, and the follow-up I see next is even more shocking to me.

It is worth mentioning that when the neighbor is describing what happened to him, the time can still express it relatively clearly.

But then, I found myself thinking too much because... His time is also "gone"!

？？ Year?? Month?? Day, evening?? when written

Weather, cloudy

Three days have passed, and I have been worried about these three days, and I haven't written a diary, but now it's the evening of the third day, and? It's the fourth day of the hour, and there is no so-called violent terrorist behavior on the text message, and there are a lot fewer people on the street, but this doesn't mean anything, after all, the weather is not good today, it is cloudy, and there is a strong wind, and it is normal for there to be fewer people.

You can't scare yourself, you have to live well, yes, you must do it, I don't know how Xiaoli is now, that beast with unspoken rules for her, is it true to treat her well? Or do you just kick it to the side when you're done? Alas, who knows?

I'm really stupid, I'm so scared for three days that I didn't dare to go out for the three days because of that inexplicable text message, and now it seems that my colleague who had a holiday with me deliberately sent it to tease me.

Isn't that text message fake at first glance? I have a pretty average relationship with more than half of my colleagues, how could I say that kind of thing, I really believe it...

However, about Xiaoli's paragraph, forget it, I don't want to think about it, it's boring, go to sleep.

I read this with a solemn face, I had a hunch that something was going to happen soon, and suddenly, I heard a pop, as if something had fallen in the corridor, and I was looking at it with a shock, and my whole body trembled.

Looking back at the corpse on the ground, the more I looked at it, the more I felt a chill running straight through my head, and I thought it would be better to go back to my own home.

It's safer there than here.

I picked up my phone, turned on the flashlight, held the phone in my left hand and pinched the corner of the diary, and held a kitchen knife in my right hand, I walked to the door of my neighbor's house, hesitated slightly, I thought, do you need to turn off the light in the living room?

The lights in the other rooms are still on, do you want to go back and turn them off one by one?

Turn it off, I suddenly realized that I may be too "conspicuous" now, just ask, in the surrounding darkness, there are two houses with the lights on, that is not the best guiding light for some people or things that may be lurking around some ill intentions?

Thinking of this, I immediately turned off all the lights before slowly walking out of my neighbor's house. Stepping into the dark corridor, I couldn't help but shiver, I don't know if it's because of a faint fear in my heart, I can accept the known even if it's terrifying, but the most afraid is the unknown, you can't figure out what's around you wantonly fiddling with you, this is the most terrifying! I took a deep breath and tried to calm down, I looked around and didn't see anything strange falling on the ground, I still had a book in my hand, it was really inconvenient to fight or run, I decided to go home and read the diary first.

Engrossed in staring at the range illuminated by the flashlight, nothing out of the ordinary.

Above, there is no abnormality.

I also walked to the door of the house, three or four meters away stunned for me to walk for more than half a minute, for the sake of safety, no matter how slow it is, it is not too slow.

At the moment when my hand grasped the doorknob, I subconsciously lowered my head, and then there was a loud bang, followed by the sound of bullet casings falling to the ground! It's the sound of a gun! I felt something fly over my head! Presumably that's a bullet! Thanks to my intuition!

I immediately turned off the flashlight, turned the LCD of my phone over and buckled it on the book, and then pressed the book on my lap to stop the light, and then I slowly took a few steps back, and squatted down against the wall without making a sound, leaning against the wall, not daring to move indiscriminately. This is where the gunshots come from! I could never have heard it wrong!

When my mind was racing, I pricked up my ears and listened carefully to the sound of footsteps, or the sound of breathing, or the sound of changing bullets, but after waiting for three or four minutes, my legs were a little sore, and I still didn't hear any sound? How can it be? Could it be that the gunshot was an illusion?

Even with it, in fact, the gurgling sound in the corridor is also an illusion?

I frowned, and suddenly I thought of the strange things that had been recorded in my neighbor's diary...

I suddenly had a guess in my heart, or a vague premonition, in the face of my brain power temporarily unsolvable but urgently need to solve the mystery, I choose to listen to my inner voice, that is a mixture of my experience and reason after the judgment, although vague, but it is much better than simply using reason to make decisions, to bet or not to bet? To try or not to try? After weighing it up a bit, I decided to take a gamble and give it a try!

I turned on my flashlight and pointed it deep into the dark hallway, and for a second, a second, if there was an old gunman waiting for me to act first and then act, then I would be a dead man now.

Ten seconds passed, I opened the door of my house in a cold sweat, stepped in a few steps and locked the door fiercely, and when I was about to turn off the flashlight on my mobile phone, I found that the mobile phone screen had already been flowered, it was all cold sweat and stains from my palms, I walked to the sofa, put the diary and mobile phone on the coffee table, and then quickly walked to the living room window, pulled the curtain hard, covered the window, and blocked some lights slightly.

After all this, I lay on the couch tired.

I bet right, there wasn't a single gunman there waiting to kill me.

As a result, the conjecture in my heart became more and more mature.