[Time: 2:28 a.m., March 16; Location: Baiyuan No. 12 Block; Symptoms: palpable.

It was just after midnight, and it was about 1:30 a.m., I don't remember the specifics. As always, I'm still sitting in front of my computer and writing, and habit has taught me that inspiration comes faster in the wee hours of the morning.

It just so happened that I was describing another personality of one of the characters in the story, and I swear, this is definitely not the way I am familiar with the narrative, and I usually think about such a text and thinking for a long time, and even search for some online information or documents. But this time it seems to be different, I have never felt like this, and when I narrate the mental activities of the character's other personality, it is as if I am telling about my own mental activities. At first I didn't think anything was out of the ordinary, because I didn't

I realized that I was wrong, but it wasn't until I recorded the mental description of my madness in one fell swoop, that I was completely stunned.

Later, I was supposed to be in front of the computer in a daze, all the time.

(That's what I remember when I write about it at this moment, I must have been in a daze, but I don't remember what I was thinking, it seemed like I was talking to one person, talking to another self, but I couldn't remember what the conversation was.) Ay...... Forget it, I don't know, maybe it's a hallucination, because I'm not sure either. ）

I picked up the cup of freshly ground coffee, about a few minutes ago, it was completely cold, I took a sip, it tasted weird, it was supposed to be cooling. It's still mid-March, and the night weather is pleasant, and I don't remember turning on the air conditioning. Later, I went to wash, and when I went into the bathroom, I saw myself in the mirror, and I thought that person was strange, but it was me, and I was very sure.

Maybe it's because I'm still silent in the novel, and a nerve in my brain doesn't react, and that's how I explain it to myself. When I washed up, everything was back to normal.

However, I was still uneasy, so I decided to record it, because I had never encountered such a bizarre thing before. I've read enough psychology books, but they're useless except to draw on cases in fiction. I didn't think I had a problem, so I recorded it so that I wouldn't have to make a detailed comparison when I had a second encounter. 】

Mu Tianyu stared at the notebook in his hand, and the doubts in his heart instantly came to his heart, and he found that Tan Lin on the side had gradually fallen asleep, so he lay down by the fire, leaning on the grass less than half a meter from himself, and fell asleep soundly. So he threw all the remaining four pieces of wood into the fire, and the flames that seemed to be high were actually insignificant. In the quiet of the night, nearly four o'clock in the morning, even a breeze can be captured, not to mention the sound of turning the pages, Mu Tianyu was shocked, because the handwriting of the two diaries before and after was not from the same person. Although it belongs to the same font, it is ...... to skimm, 捺, and ton. There is a huge difference. The same is the word "I", and the point in the upper left corner is either broad or delicate with a hook.

[Time: 11:19 a.m., March 16; Location: Baiyuan No. 12 Block; Symptoms: Blurry.

This morning, probably the last time I've ever woken up in my life, I've never tried to wake up close to noon, even though my alarm is set at 8, 9, and 9:40, and for the most part, 8 is my exact waking time. It must have been overcast and sleepy, so I didn't hear the alarms go off three times, and when I checked, the clock records showed that there had been a ring.

Then I found a strange notebook next to the couch, I don't remember buying it or seeing it at home, but I was no stranger to it. I guessed that Tan Lin might have been left behind when she came here last week, so I immediately called her, but the phone never answered. Yes, that's right, it's not that it didn't answer, but it didn't connect, and I suspect that the nearby communication line is malfunctioning, because when I turn on the TV, the monitor glows blue and there is no signal.

But as far back as I can remember, I didn't seem to notice this notebook on the sofa yesterday or the other day, so out of curiosity, I opened the notebook and saw the diary recorded in it, and judging from the time recorded, it happened nearly nine hours ago. That is, last night, early this morning, but strangely, I have no memory of it.

But what is even more surprising is that I don't remember what happened last night, or that I wrote this in this notebook. I immediately checked the computer documentation, but I didn't find a split personality in the novel, as depicted in the journal. It seems like I'm sleepwalking, which seems to be the only plausible explanation.

So I wrote it down in my notebook. 】

Tan Lin leaned sideways, curled up with her legs, and her bare right foot was exposed outside the blanket. Oh, women like to paint their nails burgundy, Mu Tianyu smiled and sighed, helpless and a little lost. I still vaguely remember that a few years ago, I personally applied nail polish to my lover Gu Ruoxi, and he remembered the color vividly, with a hint of whiteness in the crimson. Mu Tianyu also put her own blanket on her trembling bones, then took a wooden chair from outside the tent and sat down by the fire.

[Time: 10:46 p.m., March 21; Location: Xiangtan Huangshi Manor; Symptoms: Messy.

It's been two full weeks since I came back, and instead of getting better, my depressed mood has worsened, and sometimes I have to rely on medication to sleep at night. Tan Lin accompanied me to consult a psychiatrist, and they just advised me to relax and stop doing all work that is not good for my body and mind for a while. My agent and publisher also persuaded me to put aside my work for the time being, and everyone thought it was for my good, but they didn't know it, but I knew all this, and I couldn't stop.

I feel that I will always follow a certain rhythm inexplicably, keep moving forward, just like that night in the town, I suddenly heard the sound from Honghu Island, their rhythm and frequency are the same, can make me gradually forget my troubles, as if living in a dream, walking in the clouds and fog, like taking poison, ethereal.

I was worried that tonight might be the same as yesterday, when I woke up in the middle of the night and heard someone talking at the end of my bed, and I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, until I was exhausted and I got up and found that there was no one in the living room, and I realized that I was lying on the sofa. Later, I walked back to the bedroom with a dizzy brain and staggered and fell on my bed, and suddenly, I felt that my arm was cold, as if it were touching a cold corpse, and even more surprisingly, I really felt the body of a person, oh my God, someone lying on my bed. Suddenly, I was completely sleepy, and when I opened my eyes suddenly, I was staring at me in the eyes of Tan Lin, who was wearing the same pajamas as me.

She didn't come today, to be exact, she has been gone for a few days, but then I felt that something was wrong, I didn't think she was my sister Tan Lin! As if it were me! That's right, I think she's me. Oh my God, I must be crazy, I must be hallucinating, but when I turned on the light in my room in horror, there was no one on the bed, except for the messy mattress, which was the masterpiece I had just struggled to get up.

I was so frightened that I left the bedroom and simply wrote about this absurd encounter in my work, and only after I finished writing did I come back to my senses, and the sky was getting brighter and dawn was coming. I can't believe I'll save last night's sleep until the next day. When I lay on the couch, I fell asleep and didn't wake up until after 2 p.m. The sky was overcast, and it was raining lightly outside the window, as if it was coming in the evening, and I had a slight sense of foreboding, so I decided to go back to my parents' house and tell Tan Lin about this strange encounter.

They welcomed me very well, not only because I was their daughter or sister, but also because I was a famous writer. But in front of the sumptuous dinner, I felt a strange rejection of them from the depths of my heart, oh my God, there were only four of them, my parents and my sister, and the time they lived together occupied 80% of my existing life. This strangeness comes from the disgust in the heart, but the disgust does not know where it comes from.

Sure enough, after dinner, I suddenly got into an argument with my mother, who had always been reasonable and a good woman in the whole family. On this day, however, she went crazy and tried to fight me, a great battle between mother and daughter, but it was not enough to say anything, until I picked up the broken bottle in my hand and was about to stab it in her hideous face, and I heard the screams of my relatives screaming.

Then I cried bitterly, ran into the hallway, and locked myself in the attic. Tan Lin followed, she was extremely worried about my situation, and kept asking what was going on and why I was insulting and blaming my mother. Then we talked for a long time through the door, and according to her, my mother was not angry at all, she was so frightened that she was in the corner, and it was just me, only me, screaming and roaring like madness, brandishing the murder weapon in my hand and preparing to kill.

I was terrified, my brain was confused, and I felt as if I didn't belong to me anymore, so I quickly took out the notebook I had with me and recorded this weird and terrifying scene. 】

Tan Lin said that she was a devout believer, but there was no trace of faith-related information in her diary, and there should be some holy weapons in her home, which was the nemesis of evil power. Mu Tianyu analyzed, as for what happened to Tan Lin's sister, he had reason to believe that there was a high chance of being possessed by evil spirits. So, under the glow of the fire, he continued to look through the diary.

[Time: 6:11 p.m., March 22; Location: Tiandu Central Hospital; Symptoms: Madness.

After yesterday's incident, I was taken to the hospital for treatment, and despite my best efforts, it didn't work. Later, the results of the hospital diagnosis came out, and I suffered from severe paranoia and depression, anyway, to embellish my example of this disease, it didn't sound so good, and it was quite frightening. So, I was locked in the hospital room, because when I heard that I was going to be hospitalized, I took a scalpel from the medical table and plunged it into the right eye of a beautiful female nurse, almost knocking out her entire pupil, and her screams of pain resounded in the hospital corridor.

For the next two hours, many reporters came to the ward, including people from the publishing house and my manager, who looked at me with cold-blooded eyes through the heavy glass of the ward, as if admiring a condemned prisoner. I was forced to overdose on tranquilizers, and I felt like my thoughts were slowing down, even the images in my eyes were blurry, my whole body was weak, like a person who had lost my soul, and my spirit was completely collapsed.

Anger and madness could not overcome the extreme tiredness of my body and mind, and I eventually fell into a stupor. When I woke up, there was no one outside the room, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief and crawled over. I have to get out of here, those people in white are so hateful, it's a shame I didn't get rid of them with a single sword. But the door of the ward was locked, locked from the outside, and no one came to me when I broke my throat, let alone turned the ward upside down, and I almost broke all the fragile items, even the balcony window.

But when I slammed the window open, I was scared hundreds of meters in the air, and I could still hear the congested streets of the bustling city, and the dazzling afterglow of the setting sun, which burned my eyes red.

I couldn't believe what was happening, I was terrified, tears welled up, cries for help, but no one came to help. Later, I saw the notebook scattered under the bed frame, so I couldn't wait to pick it up, and I had to record this crazy battle. 】