After that, we each read the diary left by our teacher's grandfather. I surrendered my body to gravity, sat on the bed, held the journal, and slowly flipped through it from the first page. Want to find a record that will come in handy. At this time, Lola couldn't help but tilt her head over......

"I'm here to help, too!"

The words she wrote in her diary couldn't help but inspire me. "Thank you," she said, reaching out and taking a copy from the mountain of diaries that had piled up beside her, and began to look at it by the flickering lights above her head, flickering every few moments.

Page by page flip back.

Teacher Xia Fan sat in a chair with glasses and did the same thing. Outside the window, the night melts with the distant horizon. The wind, blowing in through the broken windowpanes, can't help but feel a little cold.

We tried hard to read them all, but there were far more diaries than we thought. And some of the text has long been worn out to the point that it is almost unlegible, so some sentences cannot be read at all. Sometimes the deviation can be significant......

"What does that mean?"

I can't help but have such doubts every once in a while. But even if it is, no one can answer it now, right? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh a little depressed. "There's no one here who can read it, right?"

I muttered quietly as I continued to look back. "Teacher, although I think it's unlikely, I'll ask—" I walked up to Mr. Xia Fan and pointed to one of the missing pages of the diary.

"What's wrong?"

The teacher rubbed his eyes with his hand and looked up at my face with a look of surprise. "What's wrong?" Then, lowering his gaze slightly, he focused on the place I was pointing. "Isn't there a way to recover the missing parts of the text?"

With that, I looked up at the teacher's face again with a glimmer of hope. At this time, her expression also became serious. "Impossible, at least there can't be anyone in this place who has mastered this technology, right?" With that, she closed the journal and placed it on the chair next to her.

Then he picked up a new one from the chair on the other side, slowly opened it and began to read. Suddenly, we both fell silent, and the journal fell from my hand to the floor. "If we can't recover it, we won't be able to fully understand it alone."

At the same time, such a conclusion slowly came to mind.

"Are you so disappointed?" Teacher Xia Fan reached out for me to pick up the diary that fell on the floor, and took off his glasses; He asked me jokingly. "Honestly, that's true."

Although I was unwilling, I still admitted it. Then he sighed again in frustration and went back to bed. At this point, Lola tapped me on the shoulder. The moment I turned my face away, all I saw was a notebook. She hid her face behind her......

"Can I ask a question?"

It says so. "Yes, as long as I can answer." After saying that, I wanted to laugh a little, but I held back. "If you found a way to go back to the original world, would you go back?"

"Huh?"

Suddenly, I was stunned and didn't react. His expression seemed to change after a few seconds, and at the same time, he began to think seriously...... "Why do you ask that?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Probably, it's because you're afraid of loneliness, right?"

Suddenly, Teacher Xia Fan said. I turned in the direction of the source of the voice, "Lonely? Why? I looked at Teacher Xia Fan with an incomprehensible expression and asked. Does this need to be asked? You're so slow......"

As a result, she stared at my face with a look of disgust from the bottom of her heart.

"Just think about it, right? If you put yourself in Lola's shoes, wouldn't you be sad and lonely if someone who had managed to become a good friend would one day face a situation where she would never see her again? ”

After saying that, the teacher sighed. Then, with a meaningful expression, he smiled. Instantly, I felt embarrassed and didn't know what kind of expression to put on. - "Am I the only one who doesn't understand? ”

"In this world, there is a kind of thing called a girl's heart, do you know?"

At this time, Mr. Xia Fan asked me in a joking voice, and then stretched out a finger to explain to me. "That's why you can't understand it, right? Because the so-called 'girl's heart' can only be felt and understood by oneself. No one else can help—"

Suddenly, her expression became serious. But as soon as she finished speaking, Lola rushed forward with great momentum and kept waving her fists at her. "Otherwise, you'll be treated like this, right?" Xia Fan said to me while blocking it with his hand.

Then I couldn't help but smile wryly at her. "Looks like you have to remember—" At this moment, the snoring of Shion and Izumi came from the floor, and the two of them were lying in large shapes near the window, surrounded by a pile of diaries.

The whole house looks very messy now. Just before we tried to clean it up, we fell asleep unconsciously. When I woke up again, I looked at my phone that had been thrown aside—it was already noon. I want to move my body, but my shoulders are very stiff.

There is also an incomprehensible heaviness in the body. At this time, I heard the slight footsteps, so I rubbed my eyes and sat up from the bed with my hands propped up. Then, he picked up the coat that was about to fall to the floor and put it on, and then in order not to wake up the others, he tried not to make a sound of footsteps to the room where he had heard the footsteps just now......

It's smaller and narrower than the room just now. After the two of them came in, there wasn't much space around. So, I had to stand against the wall. "Teacher, haven't you slept all night?"

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Xia Fan's shoulders suddenly shook, and then slowly turned towards me. "I don't know why, I always feel a little sleepless. When I came back to my senses, it was already dawn. After that, the teacher's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still smiled at me.

Then, bend down to pick up the journal that had fallen at your feet, turn your back on me, and put it back on the shelf. "Anything new?" I walked up to her and asked in a voice that was both curious and expectant.

"There are new discoveries, and I also remember some things—" Then, as the teacher recounted and the nostalgic voice, the surrounding scenery gradually changed to what it was then......

"Grandpa, why don't the stars fall?" One summer evening, my grandfather took me to a park not far from our home, and we sat on a bench some distance apart. The sunset was behind us, dragging the shadows of both of us for a long, long time......

Stretch along the ground to the seesaw at the back. "Because...... grandfather looked at me, his expression suddenly became a little troubled, probably thinking about how to explain it to me. After a while, he pointed to a little more southwest of the sky—"What's that?" ”

Then ask me.

"Moon!" I don't know why my grandfather asked, but I answered honestly. "yes, it seems to be well remembered!" As he spoke, Grandpa stretched out his hand, gently placed it on my head, and knocked it with a smile. Then he nodded contentedly......

"Grandpa, are you underestimating me?"

Suddenly, I asked a little unwillingly, staring at my grandfather's face. "No, no...... Hahahaha! Then, Grandpa's expression suddenly became serious. The reason why the stars don't fall is because the moon is holding them. ”

After listening to my grandfather's words, I was stunned for about three seconds, and then turned my face to my grandfather again with some confusion. "So, is the moon also being held by something?" After thinking for a while, he asked again with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Yes, the moon is also being held."

"What are you holding you on?" I moved to my grandfather's side little by little, took his hand, and kept shaking it and asked. Grandpa looked at me and said as if he had already prepared an answer. "By the Earth."

"Is that what Grandpa told me before, the planet under our feet?" As I spoke, I stood up and looked at my feet in a circle. I couldn't help but feel an incomprehensible excitement in my heart. "Grandpa, can you tell me more about the stars?" So, without much thought, he turned around and grabbed his grandfather's hand and said.

"Don't worry, just take your time. Knowledge is like rice, if you eat too much at once, you will eat bad stomach. Then, while chatting about the stars, we walked in the direction of home. The feeling of waves passing through the soles of your feet from time to time is a little itchy, but it is also very comfortable......