It is said to be a romance

We decided to do what was written in the notebook, and we will win the Oscar for Best Actor! =v=

--premise

Wu Shilan originally wanted to use the excuse of tasting food to get close to a certain house and talk about the topic of food, but he didn't expect that certain house not only did not accept the tasting, but also looked vigilant [fog]. The interest that welled up in my heart disappeared in an instant.

If this world is the world of hunters, Wu Shilan's precipice is of the transformation department, and he was very interested in one thing just now, but he is not interested in it the next second.So after Zhong Chuhe put on a gesture of refusal [big fog], he was tired of negotiating.

Smiling and saying sorry, Wu Shilan took back the cake on the table, didn't even stop for a second, went directly to the bar, and then secretly threw the cake into the trash can.

Disliked food should still be in the trash, shouldn't it?

On the other hand, a certain house maintains a cold (human), glamorous (model), high (dog) and expensive (like) posture, watching Wu Shilan walk away with the cake, but the villain in his heart is beating his chest, annoyed He wailed incomparably, "Because I want to pretend to be masculine", and missed the opportunity to meet the handsome guy.

Sitting in his seat, he peeked at Wu Shilan several times, seeing that the other party didn't seem to be coming back, his eyes gradually became tinged with a trace of sadness.In a bad mood and with nothing to do, a certain house picked up a little coffee and drank it all in one gulp.

Forget it... go back.

"Dingling, dingling~" The sound of the huge wind chimes colliding with each other reached Wu Shilan's ears again, causing him to subconsciously raise his head to look at the gate, but he only vaguely caught a familiar figure, turned his head and walked towards a certain house where he was originally sitting. Looking from the position, one empty cup, one empty saucer, that's all.

have they gone……

Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand points to 6 and the minute hand points to 3.

Why did you go back so much earlier than usual?

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After returning to Ning's house, and coldly instructing Steward Liu not to disturb his rest, a certain house rolled back into the room.Taking the leather-covered notebook out of the briefcase, the fingertips that turned the pages suddenly hesitated for some reason.

After closing his eyes and touching the rough cover with his fingertips, Zhong Chuhe finally turned over the kraft paper on the surface firmly.One page after another, the speed became slower and slower, and then stopped at the last page of the record.

If... this is really a script... if you don't follow what it says... the ending will change...?

If it doesn't change... can I still go home...

The more he thought about it, the less courage he had to turn to the last page. Zhong Chuhe's fingers stayed on the yellowed paper, and he dared not to turn it.

My thoughts wandered farther and farther, and I unknowingly recalled my family.The noisy voice of my second-rate sister, my mother's long-winded instructions, and my father's always gentle smile, slowly seeped into every corner of his mind, squeezing away the anxiety without a sound.

There will always be a way to go back. Only we can speak for our future.

Fortunately, the family has always been Zhong Chuhe's strong spiritual backing, no, it should be said to be obsession.This obsession made him pull back quickly when he was stuck in a dead corner, so that he would not lose his way.

Quickly came to his senses, a certain house gently rubbed the last page of paper with his fingertips, it is impossible to say that he is not afraid of the development of the following things at all, he does not think he has such a strong heart, but at least the current He no longer had the strong uneasiness at the beginning, is that enough?

The slightly yellowed paper finally turned slowly under the slender fingers, and the content hidden under the paper was finally exposed to the light.It was still the breathtakingly beautiful pen writing, which filled a whole page, but when I looked closely, I was surprised to find that the content had quietly changed at some point.

"Saturday, March 3th, at 14:6, woke up on time with the help of the alarm clock... 30:7, ready to go to work..."

"At 17:30, I leave work on time in peacetime, because I don't want to go home like that, so I went to my favorite old place - 'Yuan' coffee shop..."

"At 18:15, I went home much earlier than usual because of restlessness..."

No, it's different...

Zhong Chuhe rested his fingertips on the last line of pen writing, and his pupils shrank unconsciously when he saw the above content.The memory in his mind clearly told him that originally on this page, it was written something like "'I' was so irritated that I still had no news about my sister..." and so on.

But now, the content above clearly told him that what he recorded was what he did today.

Huh?something is wrong...

Before recovering from the misfortune, Zhong Chuhe inadvertently discovered that there seemed to be some words on the next page. He turned over the current page suspiciously, and another page full of handwriting was silently reflected in the ink. pupil.

"Sunday, March 3th, at 15:11 am, because I still had no news of my sister, I was so irritable that I went racing..."

And, the same as the original content!

No, no, the date is wrong, the date written on it is tomorrow, that is to say, the content has been pushed back one day!

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhong Chuhe quickly turned to the last page of the notebook, expecting a change in the ending, but was disappointed to find that every word on it had not changed.

The way back is lost, and the soul dissipates.

Just one sentence, only eight words, made his heart chill.

This notebook has been carefully carried by him since last night, even when he was sleeping, it was carefully locked in the combination box. The combination box was also locked with a cabinet, and the key was carefully hung around his neck before going to bed.In terms of his sleep state, which is easy to be awakened, if someone wants to take off the key on his neck, it is absolutely impossible for him not to notice.

He can guarantee with integrity that no one has touched this notebook except himself this day. 【Huh?What does the above sentence seem to be wrong?

So... all the content in this notebook is not man-made... Could it be possible that there really is a god who even thinks he is thunder?

Turning back to the latest page sadly, I don’t want to see the eight words that always blind my titanium alloy dog’s eyes again. A certain house opened his eyes wide and carefully looked at each word above each word, and was finally disappointed. I found that the above content is still exactly the same except for the date.

Closing the notebook feebly, Zhong Chuhe lay down on the big bed habitually.Staring at the chandelier above his head with a serious aura of local tyrants, his thoughts still stayed on his notebook.

It seems that even if you don't follow the above, the ending will not change, and the content will only be postponed later.

However, why are the higher-ups so obsessed with that part of things that they can't do at all?It's like I'm constantly urging myself to do this...

Wait... If you don't follow the above, the ending will not change, so, if you do...?

Feeling something in my claws, the idea of ​​doing it slowly became stronger and stronger.Taking the notebook again and turning to the latest page, Zhong Chuhe looked at the content again.

He didn't know what would happen after he followed it, but now he knew that if he followed it, at least there might be a glimmer of hope to go home.If you do nothing, then there is really nothing...

As long as there is hope, we will never give up.

It's just acting, with my superb acting talent [No! ], it's not easy to catch!Oscar's Best Actor Award, love to my bowl =v=

The author has something to say: I stayed up late, my hands became weak...

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ps: I am in the period of writing fatigue recently, I beg everyone to whip, it doesn’t matter if you whip hard, as long as I see your reminders, I will write a little, although there is only a little...but every little bit will add up chapter already =v=

Of course, if everyone urges you too much, I’d be ashamed to ask you to let me go, after all, I’m really busy QAQ

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