Ruan Xiyue sat in her boudoir, stroking the words of Juanxiu that she had just written in her diary-

Cheng Yuan, we're going to be able to be together, right?

She looked at the sentence she wrote in a daze, imagining the opening ceremony tomorrow, stepping into the departure school, and the scene where the two met.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a pen writing on paper. Ruan Xiyue was surprised to find that there was an extra line of text on the diary, and the text appeared out of thin air. ——

I can't imagine that you actually have a crush on him, so why pretend to be so indifferent?

Ruan Xiyue looked at the words that emerged and was stunned. She blinked, carefully grabbed the pen from the dresser beside the bed, and wrote underneath the words that emerged—

Because my dad, he was against it. When we go to the Sailing School, he can't take care of it anymore, and I'm finally waiting for this day, God, fulfill me.

Soon, the next paragraph of text appeared on the blank paper of the diary.

——Zhang Chengyuan's matter is over, and now I ask you seriously, when did you start carving? Why do you love carving? You, where did you get the knife you carved?

Ruan Xiyue jumped out of her infatuated reverie at this time, and she finally began to wonder why words appeared automatically in the diary for no apparent reason.

- What are you, how can you talk to me?

Another line of text soon appeared in the diary -

You don't need to know this, show me your carving knife!

Strange to say, Ruan Xiyue didn't want to answer this question, even if she wanted to, she couldn't remember where the carving knife was for a while, and even if she found it, how could she answer the question in the diary, or why did she have to answer.

But the strange thing is that Ruan Xiyue turned her head and saw that the box of carving knives was actually placed next to the bed, but she clearly remembered that she didn't put the carving knives there, how could it appear?

A text automatically appeared in the journal. ——

That's right, it's Xiaoyu's knife. Then let me ask you, when you were a child, did you carry a sandalwood plaque around your neck, which was engraved with the words "May our Xixi grow up healthy." ”？

Ruan Xiyue looked at the words that appeared on the diary, and there was an inexplicable horror in her heart, how could this diary know about her own affairs?

This time she still didn't say anything, and the words in the diary continued to surface—

Don't be afraid, you're dreaming. But I'm so happy to share your dreams! Hey, how happy would Xiaoyu be if she could know this? Okay, I won't bother you, you can continue to sleep~

…………

The friends of the three groups sat around and played games, and Chen Jiatong stared at the boy opposite a little distracted.

"Yo! Do you have a crush? An ethereal, deep voice came into Chen Jiatong's ears.

"Who? Who's talking? Chen Jiatong was taken aback, and the silhouettes of the surrounding partners gradually dimmed, drifting away with the wind.

"Don't be afraid, just get used to it." There was a hint of kindness in the ethereal voice.

"Where are you? Why can't I see you? ”

"You're so pretty, you're so similar to her, you've got her eyes!"

"Who are you? Who do you say I'm like? ”

"How old are you?"

"I'll be turning 15 next month."

"It's good, it's good!"

"What's so good?"

"It's good that I can enter your dreams!"