Ginger Island has no reason to lie.

And even if she wanted to lie, the signature on the CD box could not have been forged, because although Ji Wutong is a well-known 'super university screenwriter', he is not a director or actor after all, and the number of signatures is only a handful, and few people know his font and writing habits.

I like to write my name in one stroke, but because there are three words with a total of twenty-eight paintings, the connection between each word is inevitably a little round, and because I haven't practiced signing, and the font is not very beautiful, Ji Wutong is almost completely sure that the words on the CD in Jiang Dao's hand are definitely written by himself.

What's more, she just reported exactly where she was sitting at the press conference, it seems that she ......

"It's just that there's something wrong with my memory. After Ji Wutong pondered for a while, he said to the girl in front of him: "Thank you, Jiang Dao, maybe this is a very important clue." ”

Jiang Dao shook his head disappreciatively and said: "It's too naïve, even if it can be proved that there is a problem with memory, but this is completely unable to make everyone please the current situation, in this place we are completely unable to compete with the black and white bear with absolute force, and a quick and painless death may already be regarded as a GoodEnd." ”

Ji Wutong's original hope that had just been ignited because he had discovered a new clue was immediately extinguished, and he moved the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he nodded slowly and said, "You're right...... Even if we find something, there is no way to change our situation, at least for now, there is no hope in sight. ”

"It's annoying, isn't it?" Jiang Dao sat down casually against the bookshelf, and while flipping through the quaint thick book in his hand, he asked softly a sentence that had no beginning or end.

Ji Wutong blinked and wondered, "What annoyance?"

"Me. Jiang Dao stared at the pages without focus, and his ethereal voice seemed to resonate with the empty library: "I'm annoying, whether it's what I say, what I do, or even my own existence, it's disgusting, uncomfortable, and unrefreshing, isn't it?"

Ji Wutong naturally wanted to deny it immediately at first, but after Jiang Dao finished speaking, he finally sighed deeply: "To some extent, maybe that's the case......"

"After all, I can't deny that what you say sometimes has a devastating blow to morale. He pondered and continued: "It's okay to be off-putting occasionally, but I can understand a little bit about it, so personally, I don't hate you." ”

This time, Jiang Dao raised his head and looked at Ji Wutong a little stupidly, his small mouth was slightly open but he didn't speak, this appearance finally made this lifeless girl look a little cuter.

"I didn't have hope for anything in the first place. Ji Wutong said in the tone of reciting poetry: "You will not be overwhelmed by despair, crushed by expectations, pierced by struggle, devoured by trapped beasts, slandered by conceit, drenched by thunderstorms, and coerced by impulses." ”

Jiang Dao lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to look at the blank title page: "The article you showed up for the first time is really middle two. ”

"Huh!?" Ji Wutong was shocked: "I thought you didn't know that I was talking about ......"

Jiang Dao dragged his waist-down ponytail in front of him, and while holding his hair and gently brushing his cheeks, he said lightly: "When I was in elementary school, my composition grades were not very good, so I bought some related books, one of which was "Selected Essays for Primary School Students of the Year", there was your "Crying", and when I saw your work for the second time, the name Ji Wutong had become the kind of exemplary 'other people's children'. ”

"Hmm......" Ji Wutong touched his nose, this kind of feeling when the history of Secondary 2 was exposed was not very good, but he still continued to elaborate his thoughts: "So can I understand that the reason why you have become a 'super-university pessimist' is just to protect yourself?"

Jiang Dao glanced up at Ji Wutong and asked, "Are we very familiar?"

"Sorry......"

Then the topic was directly strangled like this, and for the next half an hour, Ji Wutong was looking through a large number of books in the library, and I have to say that the collection here is so wide that it can complete all the libraries that Ji Wutong has ever visited, and he can't help but think that if he can move all these books home, his future creative efficiency may be more than doubled.

"Let's communicate less in the future...... Jiang Dao suddenly said aloud, she was already in a daze at this time (Ji Wutong didn't see her turn the page when he glanced at Jiang Dao several times), walked to the door and whispered: "This will be better." ”

Ji Wutong smiled: "I successfully let myself be hated by you?"

"It's not. Jiang Dao shook his head: "It's just that in the years since I was a child, people who have expressed kindness or are close to me often don't end well, although I have always felt that this time our group of people will inevitably die, but if you can, I will be happy that you can live a little longer." ”

Although this sound a little strange, Ji Wutong just looked down at the book, and subconsciously replied perfunctorily: "There's no need, I know a lot of freaks, not to mention that I'm similar to you, and I still have an anti-human little girl who is like a disaster star in her lifetime......"

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Dao asked curiously in her ethereal, flat, lifeless voice, "I don't understand." ”

"Uh......"

Ji Wutong subconsciously reacted to what strange things he seemed to have said just now, some words that he had no impression of at all, he immediately recalled the content of his previous words, and then felt as if his head had been hammered by something, and he stumbled and fell to the ground, everything in his vision was distorted, and everything was distorted......

After a long, long time, or maybe just a moment, Ji Wutong covered his head and woke up slowly, and the first thing that caught his eye was Jiang Dao's somewhat flustered and worried face.

"Are you awake?" Sensing that Ji Wutong woke up, Jiang Dao immediately stood up, and then there was a bang......

Ji Wutong's head slammed on the floor.

It took him a long time to tidy up before he realized that during the time when he seemed to be in a coma, he should have been pillowing on Jiang Dao's lap......

In this way, when you open your eyes, you can see her face, and Jiang Dao can explain the fact that he immediately smashed to the ground after he got up in a hurry.

"The knee pillow is effective in speeding up the recovery of the body, as you said in "Closed Dimension". Jiang Dao said lightly: "I don't know if there is a problem with my understanding." ”

Ji Wutong smiled bitterly and turned over and sat up: "That's what the actor said, he is the second middle school disease, but it doesn't mean that I'm the author, in short, thank you, that, how long have I fainted?"

Jiang Dao shook his head: "I don't have time to refer to, but it's about five or six minutes, not a long time." ”

Ji Wutong nodded, now is not the time to be embarrassed, he immediately asked, "What did I say before I passed out, do you remember?"

The reason for this is that no matter what he thinks about now, he no longer has the slightest impression.

"Forgotten. Jiang Dao said softly: "Maybe I remember it just now, but I can't remember it after I confirmed that your body is okay and then think about it." ”

"Hmmm......"

The two were silent for a while, and after a while, Jiang Dao walked to the door of the library again and gently shook the handle: "I hope you can keep it a secret." ”

"Uh, I didn't have a ...... on the knee pillow or something."

"Not that. Jiang Dao interrupted, "I mean, I remember about this CD, and I hope you can keep it a secret for me." ”

Ji Wutong's expression immediately became a little tangled, and he said helplessly: "It's better to discuss this matter with everyone, after all, Bai Miaomiao's guess has been confirmed before, and if you brainstorm something, you may not be able to think of anything." ”

"It's useless. Jiang Dao shook his head and said: "Although this kind of talk may not be appropriate for me, knowing this matter can only increase panic, not to mention that it is not a memory related to the present, there is no way to call it a clue." ”

Ji Wutong shrugged: "It's not wrong for you to say that, but ......"

"If the situation progresses and you need to provide evidence in this regard, then say, is it okay?" Jiang Dao said, his eyes already faintly pleading.

People have already said this point, and Ji Wutong naturally can't continue to insist, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, I will only talk about it when it is really necessary." ”

"Thank you......" Although Jiang Dao's face was still expressionless, he still seemed to be a little more relaxed.

Ji Wutong smiled: "You're welcome, after all, if you don't tell me, there will be no follow-up at all, if, I mean if, if we all leave here alive, how about exchanging contact information?"

Jiang Dao was obviously stunned for a moment: "Why...... What?"

"I'll show you the manuscripts, and some messy topics, ideas, and whatever. Ji Wutong blinked: "I usually share it with some friends when I have an idea, so that they can take a look or give advice~~"

Jiang Dao didn't say anything, just glanced at Ji Wutong deeply, and then opened the door and left quickly.

"It's really hard to communicate~" Ji Wutong sighed: "She won't think I have any bad intentions, right......?"

Of course, Ji Wutong doesn't have any thoughts about this 'super college-level pessimist' girl, not to mention that he is still an innocent teenager with a correct outlook (in some aspects), even if this product is really the kind of scumbag who flirts with people when he sees it, he will not have any thoughts about Jiang Dao, a girl who is always entrenched in low pressure by her side......

He just......

"Puff puff~~ Wutong, what are you doing~?"

A chilling voice sounded behind Ji Wutong ghostly behind him.

【Edge of Despair】Chapter 21: The End