"Tonight, cloudy, windy, lightning and thunder, it is going to rain heavily."

"Hopefully the rain will wash away my killing."

"A few days ago, more than a dozen humans who covered their faces came, and they didn't say a word about it."

"It was the toughest battle I had, killing ten and running three."

"I'm exhausted, but I don't understand why humans want to kill me."

"I was covered in blood, cold, and scared."

"Someone could really threaten me, and if I hadn't pulled out that dark red knife at the last moment, I might have died."

"But after that, I lost control, and when I woke up, why did the whole city turn into a dead land? Did I do it? ”

"I feel remorse, I have no intention of killing."

"It's finally going to rain, and I hope the flood will bury the city to the bottom of the sea and let my crimes dissipate."

The pages of the book were full of bloodstains, Jiang Qin gently stroked the blood-soaked straw paper, and continued to read.

"Today, it's raining."

"The blood of this dead realm can no longer be washed away, and I have escaped."

"I want to go back to the snowy north where it's just me and Ahia, a utopia that is uncontested."

"But here they came again, this time, a man called the Savior."

"I'm no match for him, any of my attacks will be bounced off for all sorts of incomprehensible reasons, and he doesn't seem to exist in this world."

"The woman reappeared, and she asked me if I wanted to be her surrogate, and I again refused."

"I killed everyone but the Savior, and fought to the end."

"I killed the savior!"

Jiang Qin's hand shook suddenly, he didn't expect that Jiang Ruoruo had really killed the previous savior.

The diary doesn't say anything about how to kill the savior, and it doesn't mention what happened after that, and that's the end of it.

And the third diary that followed, as if it had been completely fished out of a pool of blood, was red and red, and the handwriting inside was of course impossible to read.

Jiang Qin couldn't imagine what happened to Jiang Ruoruo after killing the savior.

But at least in the nearly 70 years of the world's history, there is no strange record, let alone the word cataclysm.

He opened the fourth diary, which was already when Jiang Ruoruo was thirty years old, and Jiang Qin couldn't know about the more than ten years in between.

At that time, Jiang Ruoruo obviously became the appearance in Jiang Qin's memory, indifferent and unsmiling.

"This is the first two thousand years after the first year, and a new century has begun."

"I'm ready to start a new life."

"In the twelve years since I got out of the snow, I have been able to integrate into normal human society."

"I even adopted a child at the persuasion of Will."

"I don't know what her purpose is, but I don't care anymore."

"But I don't like babies."

The follow-up is the diary, which is almost a daily record of Jiang Ruoruo's raising of Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin laughed unconsciously, but he didn't expect his adoptive mother to record everything about himself.

Today, Jiang Qin is one year old, and he grabbed Zhou and grabbed a box of rouge, and he still held Xuanli's thighs. Both Ahia and Vir said that the child had no future in the future, and Xuanli showed a look of disdain. ”

"I'm angry, let's write this account first."

"Since my child is a hungry ghost, then when he becomes an adult, I will take you all in, and then you will all give him children, and see if you will still smile when the time comes."

"But it's really infuriating, I put more than ten knives on the table, and he didn't even look at it, it seems that he is not practicing knives, then my magic is going to be lost."

"When I looked in the mirror this morning, I saw wrinkles at the corners of my eyes and I seemed to be getting older. My physical strength is obviously declining rapidly, after all, I am just an ordinary human. ”

"And looking at Ashia, Will, and Xuanli, they haven't changed anything."

"I'm starting to understand why Asia asked me to keep a diary, in the hope that after I die, she can still keep memories with me, right?"

"I'm not jealous, I still have Jiang Qin, my child."

"I heard that Asia and Will came together, and Vir chased Asia from the Arctic Ocean to Antarctica, and then rushed over to celebrate Jiang Qin's birthday."

"But at least with me, they won't fight. It's just that I feel that Ahia is no longer as indifferent as before, and she has actually learned to laugh. ”

"Today, Jiang Qin is two years old."

"He broke the vase again, but luckily it didn't hurt, and I should probably buy something less fragile."

"And why did he wet the bed again and cry."

"Am I not the one to cry? It was a real hassle to change diapers and wash sheets. ”

"Asia said he was stupid, and I punched her hard."

"Although Jiang Qin is not as smart as I was when I was a child, it must be the most special in this world."

"I didn't expect it to be so many years, thirty-two years."

"Grow up, my child, the world is wonderful."

"I sing you the mildest lullaby."

After this diary was written, Jiang Qin sighed, very nostalgic.

The last diary, the fifth diary, Jiang Qin stopped again.

He didn't dare to open it.

The truth may lie within.

But at this time, a piece suddenly fell out of the diary, which was Jiang Ruoruo's handwriting, writing, "Open it." ”

Jiang Qin flipped it open.

"Today, Jiang Qin is fifteen years old."

"I was upset to hear that Ahia had adopted another little girl in Ireland. It's been a long time since I've been in touch with them. ”

"Do you want to beat Jiang Qin to vent your anger?"

"Forget it, he didn't beat him, and I'm middle-aged, although I take good care of it, but the dark wounds left behind are torturing my body all the time."

"I looked through my diary, looked back on the first half of my life, and felt that no one could be more wonderful than me. It turned out that I was forty-five years old. Jiang Qin has grown taller than me from the size of a bean to a dice, and he has grown up. ”

"I refused Achia's exchange of blood, I am not afraid of death, I am already tired."

"With my current physical condition, how long can I live, five years? Decade? Difficult. Jiang Qin, I still want to accompany you to do it, but I may not be able to. ”

"I decided to take him on a tour, and he had never set foot outside the border city."

"So we came all the way north, saw a lot of foreign customs, and finally ended at the third upper sanctuary in the White Court."

"Here, I met the new generation of savior, Euan. I know something that's sighing. ”

"It won't be long before the lust of hell will come out from here, perpetuating my previous sins and continuing the prelude to the cataclysm."

"I might have to get my knife back in my grip."

"Wish I could still wield it."

Jiang Qin saw the key point, he couldn't stop trembling, and he turned down with a gloom in his heart.

But the next page, was torn up.