Finally, he glanced at the note in front of him, Chen Ziyang slowly put the note into his mouth, and then bit it down hard, since the person who wrote the note did not want to be discovered by others, then the evidence must not be left, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

While chewing the note in his mouth, Chen Ziyang was thinking about when the next time he would receive a note. Now the extinguished passion in Chen Ziyang's heart has been rekindled by this note, and he is now full of hope and expectation.

That night, Chen Ziyang lost sleep again. He was lying on the mattress tossing and turning, unable to sleep, thinking about the note all the time. Thinking about the identity of the person who wrote the note, and thinking about whether the person who delivered the meal would be in the same group as the person who wrote the note, but Chen Ziyang felt that this was unlikely, otherwise, the person who delivered the note only needed to hand the note directly into his hand, and there was no need to hide it in the rice.

It seems that the doorway here is not understandable, no matter what, it is rare for someone to talk to him, it is better to pay more attention to himself, this matter must not be told to others, or let others notice.

The next morning, because he hadn't slept all night, Chen Ziyang's head was groggy and painful, as if it was about to explode. But he took the breakfast quickly and quickly at the first time, and then ate it carefully.

Breakfast was still white rice porridge, and Chen Ziyang ate it almost one grain of rice, for fear that he would accidentally break the note hidden inside, but when he drank the two bowls of porridge, the expected note did not appear.

So Chen Ziyang paid attention to the two dishes again, hoping that this time the note was hidden in the dishes, but when he ate the two dishes cleanly, his expectations were disappointed again.

Forget it, maybe it's not very convenient for this person to pass a note, and it's impossible to pass one to himself at every meal. And people didn't say that they would give themselves a note for every meal, so Chen Ziyang comforted himself like this. It is also possible that the note will only appear when white rice is eaten.

Under the guidance of this Ah Q spirit, Chen Ziyang felt that the higher his expectations, the greater his disappointment, and now he was in a very depressed mood.

In the next few days, Chen Ziyang has been looking forward to the appearance of white rice, and even wanted to tell the person who delivered the rice that he wanted to eat white rice, but in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the person who delivered the rice, Chen Ziyang still forced down his thoughts.

When white rice appeared again at lunch a few days later, Chen Ziyang became excited again, but then, he was disappointed again, and this time there was still no note in the white rice. It wasn't until this moment that Chen Ziyang completely understood, it seems that this note can't be added casually.

Since the first note appeared, Chen Ziyang has developed a habit, that is, every time he eats, he will eat the food cleanly, and there will be no grain of rice or a vegetable leaf left, for fear that because of his own negligence, he will miss the note sandwiched inside.

The days returned to the way they were before the paper appeared, Chen Ziyang every day in addition to eating and sleeping, the rest of the time was used for fitness, and in the blink of an eye, another month passed, calculating the time, Chen Ziyang estimated that the New Year had passed, and the expected wish to be able to eat a bowl of dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve was disappointed.

It is very likely that the person who locked himself up here did not want to know the time, so he deliberately did not give himself dumplings to eat. Chen Ziyang was a little melancholy, he didn't know where to go in the future, and he didn't know when such a day would end.

Now, Chen Ziyang doesn't recognize himself when he looks at his reflection in the toilet tank, looking at his face, which has turned yellow because he has not seen the sun all year round, as well as his messy hair and beard more than two inches long, Chen Ziyang's heart is very sad.

Subsequently, Chen Ziyang made a request to the food delivery person, hoping to get a haircut and shave, but two days have passed, and he still hasn't received an answer. So after a dinner, Chen Ziyang smashed a porcelain bowl, used a sharp fragment of the porcelain bowl to move his own hands, mixed with the water in the toilet tank, and simply cleaned himself up, although the beard could not be shaved so cleanly, but at least it didn't look very eye-catching.

On this night, Chen Ziyang had a very strange dream when he was sleeping, in the dream, he seemed to hear someone shouting about himself, but this person was not shouting his name, but a title, but when Chen Ziyang woke up the next morning, he couldn't remember how the person in the dream called himself.

After washing his face, Chen Ziyang thought back to last night's dream, which seemed to be very real, but it was so hazy, he didn't understand why he had such a strange dream, was it because he didn't communicate with people for a long time, and he was finally about to schizophrenia.

Because a note suddenly appeared and disturbed his calm heart, Chen Ziyang knew that he should increase his fitness efforts again, otherwise he might not last long, hold on, he must hold on, so on this day, Chen Ziyang was so tired that his back hurt, and he lay down on the bed early after dinner.

That night, Chen Ziyang had the same dream again, and this time he heard it clearly, as if a very old voice whispered in his ear: "Is there anyone?" Anyone? ”

Chen Ziyang, who was asleep, suddenly widened his eyes. At the same time, he pinched himself hard with his hand, it really hurt, it shouldn't be a dream, and then he lay there and listened quietly, not even daring to breathe, and then he heard the voice again: "Is there anyone?" ”

The sudden sound frightened Chen Ziyang into a cold sweat, he quickly sat up, and then asked in a low voice, "Who?" Who's talking? Looking at the entire empty cell, there was no one else but himself, Chen Ziyang shuddered, could it be that he had encountered a ghost! How is this for no reason there are still people talking.

"Haha, it's good to have someone, you be quiet, don't let people outside hear, don't do anything excessive, don't try to find me, and prevent being seen by the camera on your head." The voice replied.

This time, Chen Ziyang listened to it really, although the voice was not loud, but in this quiet cell, he could hear it very clearly, this is really strange, where is this person? How did he talk to himself?

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