[On August 22nd, a faceless person suddenly came to the house, so strange. 】

[On August 23, my mother had a fever, and my sister and I took my mother to the hospital.

The weirdo followed, and I didn't tell my sister about it. 】

(Tear off a page.) ）

[On September 1st, my mother died, the weirdo left, and my sister seemed to want something to say to me. 】

[On September 3rd, I went to the police station, knew where I was, it was time to go back, and kidnapped a younger sister.

After telling my sister, she looked very upset and warned me not to leave here. 】

[On September 14th, I went to the shrine with my sister and worshipped.

My sister told me I couldn't see. 】

[On September 16th, I saw a strange person on the road.

There was a car accident on the side of the road at night and someone died. 】

[On September 17th, my sister seems to know something, and tells me not to let them know that I can see them.]

It's good when they don't exist. 】

[On September 19th, when I went to the amusement park, there was a huge puppet standing behind my sister, and my sister didn't seem to see it.

My sister told me at night not to go out at night. 】

[On September 22nd, my sister disappeared, and I know that she should be dead. 】

[On September 23, I found a letter from my sister:

Everyone knows it exists, everyone ignores it, and you have to remember: you can't see it. (Black handwriting)

Don't leave! (Red handwriting)】

[On September 24th, I was at home alone, fishing. 】

[On September 25th, the weirdo came into the house, and I treated it as if it didn't exist, and it was gone.

Fighting the landlord at night, he lost 10 million beans. 】

[On September 27th, try to leave.] 】

[September 28th, leave.]

On the border of the town, my mother and father and sister were there.

I went back. 】

[On September 29th, they came to my house more and more often, and I felt like I was going crazy. 】

[On September 30th, I decided to post a book on the Internet, called Invisible Them. 】

[On October 3rd, I saw a group of strange people, who seemed to be from outside the town, and I became interested and contacted them. 】

[On October 4th, they seemed to be afraid of me. 】

[On October 6th, several of them disappeared.

I didn't do it. 】

[On October 7th, I felt like my memory was messed up. 】

[On October 8th, my mother came back, and it was still the same as before my father's divorce, no change.

I treated her as if she didn't exist. 】

[On October 9th, it left.] 】

[On October 10th, life as usual. 】

[On October 11th, the gang gave me a phone number before I was completely lost here.] 】

[On October 12th, they all disappeared.] 】

[On October 16th, my memory was completely confused, and many unfamiliar contents appeared in my diary. 】

[On October 28th, the diary is no longer credible, no one can be trusted, I can only trust my own sanity. 】

[On October 29th, I called the phone number, and it was a middle-aged man over there, telling me not to be nervous, they would come to my rescue.

Why should I be nervous? 】

[On November 2nd, someone came and knocked on my door, but it didn't open. 】

[On November 4th, I realized that there was no signal in the town. 】

[On November 6th, they came to me, am I going to die?] 】

[On November 7, I found my mother, who was holding a black umbrella and asked me to go over with her, but I didn't go.

In the evening they came again and escaped. 】

[On November 9, my sister returned.

I didn't speak to her, and I treated each other as if they didn't exist.

They left. 】

[On November 15th, my sister asked me what happened when I disappeared, and I asked her if you weren't missing?

She was stunned. 】

(Tear out a page)

[On February 16th, I cut off a toe with her and left town, and then we separated.

She gave me a dress, and I accepted it. 】

[On March 1st, I came back.]

Fighting the landlord, he lost 10 million beans. 】

[On March 21st, the diary is fake, and they are here again. 】

[On March 31st, I called back again, telling me to stay safe, they will come to my rescue.]

And they are coming, too. 】

Today is April 1st, that is to say, the diary continued intermittently until yesterday, and it is worth mentioning that when Ning Xiuyuan had a memory, there was no such diary in the room.

Those who called yesterday may come today, and ...... They.

The diary tells them that they sound like some kind of weirdness, and the useful clues are: everyone knows it exists, and everyone ignores it.

Is it invisible......

Was there any weirdness in the world in the past...... I never knew.

What is the definition of weirdness for Ning Xiuyuan?

- The existence of the unreasonable is a strange story.

Ning Xiuyuan put the diary back in the drawer and checked the food savings at home, the refrigerator was full of food.

"Boom... Knock knock"

There was a knock on the door outside, but Ning Xiuyuan ignored it, in his memory, there were no familiar people here now.

"I'm your dad, you little bunny, open the door......"

The knocking on the door paused for a moment.

Whether it is the biological father who has passed away a long time ago, the adoptive father in the diary seems to be dead.

Ning Xiuyuan took out a little ingredient from the refrigerator and started cooking.

The people outside began to slam on the door, and the sound made Ning Xiuyuan uncomfortable.

Walk briskly over and open the door, garbage bag in hand.

There was a middle-aged man standing outside with vicissitudes, which made Ning Xiuyuan shake for a while, this was indeed what his father looked like.

The person on the other side was also stunned, and then seemed to be melted by the high temperature, and his whole body was like a lump of soft mud, grabbing Ning Xiuyuan's arm.

"You can see it, you can see it, you can see it, you can see it, you can see it......"

Like a murmur in a dream.

"Huh? Did something just touch me? It's really weird. ”

Ning Xiuyuan rubbed his temples as if nothing had caught him, the soft mud fell from his arm, and then he went straight down the stairs to throw out the garbage.

The being that had turned into ooze reverted back to the middle-aged man in an unknown time, and then entered the door.

"What, aren't you home?"

Then the man sat down unceremoniously at the dinner table, holding a newspaper and cocking Erlang's legs.

"Remember to eat more vegetables, look at your dishes, balanced and balanced diet, you know?"

Seeing Ning Xiuyuan walk in, he said so.

Ning Xiuyuan sat opposite him, eating in silence.

In the afternoon, the father was the last to leave, and he opened the door.

"If you live on your own, you have to be kind to yourself." He said.

Ning Xiuyuan closed the door tightly.

Ning Xiuyuan was not afraid of the so-called ghosts since he was a child, because they were also people who were cherished by others and fantasized about returning in their dreams.

He began to question his past memories, maybe his father was not dead, there was no so-called [stage], strange talk, all of them were his addictions.

"It must be fake."

He told himself.

"Jingle bell..."

A call came.

Ning Xiuyuan seemed to be paused by time for a while.

"Tsk, how dare a little weird talk mess with me."

The tone should be as flat and domineering as possible, yes, that's it, pay attention to be a little more forced.