[comprehensive] superior skills

Early the next morning, Truman woke up on time and stood in front of the bedroom window holding a water glass, listening to the sound of birds chirping and large dogs playing and chasing from the yard next door.

Not far from Guelm Street, there is a leisure park surrounded by green paths, and there is an artificial lake in the center that looks like a full moon.

In a suitable solar term, the deep clear water surrounded by a row of weeping willow embankments is covered with lotus duckweed, and there are many wild ducks with red heads and green tails swimming freely.

It just so happened that today there was an unexpected encounter scene in that beautiful park, not for a long time, just to draw out the heroine's new neighbors, or to give a few close-up shots of the important sponsored products.

Back in the kitchen, Truman put the glass on the dining table, and opened the refrigerator door to find a suitable breakfast.

It's a pity that it's a disappointment that there are only some greasy-looking hams, colorful fruit cereals and bread and dairy products in the grid.

Although they are all advertising products, there is still a big gap between the inside and outside of the camera. At least for small characters who are far away from the TV screen, it is impossible to see that big table of delicious meals with all kinds of colors and flavors.

Truman pursed his lips slightly, turned around and took out a steaming dinner plate from the upper cabinet, and sat down at the dining table facing away from the window.

Slowly finish the hot porridge and side dishes that bring comfort and energy to the body, and the time stipulated in the script is almost up.

Different from the casual attire when he first entered, the whole body of Truman's clothing that appeared in the camera this time, including the rimless glasses on his face, were all worn according to the headset prompts.

He was a little uncomfortable with the weight on the bridge of his nose. Fortunately, the lenses had no prescription, so he could get used to it after a little patience.

When passing by the door, he took out a diary with a black cover from the messenger bag and put it in the computer bag on his shoulder, and then followed the suggested route to the park not far from home.

There are many people in the park. There are old people walking with children and young couples embracing each other. There is also a newsstand selling snacks and drinks in a conspicuous position.

Truman, who was guided, was like a local resident who went out for a walk at will, walked slowly to the bench next to the third street light and sat down, and then put the laptop computer with a specially enlarged logo on his knees.

[The heroine is about to appear, all units are ready, and the drivers are in place. 】

Hearing the unified prompt, Truman leaned forward slightly, listening to the movement around him.

Not long after, the sound of slightly heavy footsteps and the characteristic violent panting of dogs came from afar.

"Mango, don't run anymore, I can't keep up with you!"

In the hazy morning light, a classic beauty who greeted familiar neighbors from time to time and struggled to hold the lively pet at the end of the leash slowly walked out of the weeping willows fluttering in the wind.

She was wearing a slim-fit pure white sportswear. The whole set of clothes was only dotted with a touch of cherry pink at the neckline, which made her master's beautiful face even more attractive.

The girl with a graceful temperament wanted to sit on a familiar bench for a while, but unexpectedly found that there was a stranger in the seat that was always vacant.

Although the chair was long enough to accommodate another person, her naturally shy personality made her hesitate whether she should change to a place to rest.

"Hey, stay out of the way, beauty!"

Just as the girl was hesitating, a young man on a racing car abruptly walked past her, and skillfully touched those slender legs with the rear of the car.

"what!"

This unexpected rubbing accident made the unprepared girl completely lose her balance, she had to instinctively close her flustered eyes after a soft cry, and fell helplessly in the direction of the dog's constant pull.

"careful!"

This time without the prompt from the monitoring center, Truman promptly helped the girl who was about to fall, and took her into a chair to sit down.

The expected pain did not come, the girl carefully opened her eyes, and after a moment of confusion, she softly asked the man in front of her: "Did you help me?"

Truman immediately let go of his hand and sat back to his previous position, "It's easy to do."

"Thank you!"

The girl patted her chest in fear, and said gratefully: "My body was not so bad before, it's because the mango is too disobedient."

This line of dialogue is not within the lines, but this small situation is not difficult for Truman, "Mango? Is it your pet? It looks very powerful."

As he said that, he rubbed the big dog, who had felt good about himself so far, and watched it grin and show a silly smile because of human kindness.

"Yes, it has been raised for two years."

The girl shyly said: "It was always taken care of by my parents, but now because they moved to a new house, they let Mango follow me because they were afraid that I would encounter danger in an unfamiliar environment. But judging from today's situation, Mango loves it more. Get into trouble!"

She paused for a moment, summoned up her courage and asked, "Do you live nearby?"

"Yes."

Truman replied: "I just came back yesterday, and my old yard is not far from Guelm Street."

"So coincidentally?"

The girl's eyes lit up, "I also live in Guelm Street, I'm on the 25th, what about you?"

"It's really a coincidence."

Truman couldn't help laughing, "I'm at No. 26, that old house that looks like a haunted house."

It's rare to hear such an interesting self-mockery, the girl covered her mouth with a light smile and said, "I don't usually dare to get close to it, I heard that no one has lived there for more than ten years, and those walls covered with vines look desolate from the outside. of."

Her eyes fell on a stack of manuscripts on the laptop, "What are you doing?"

"Write."

Truman sorted out a few pieces of paper that were blown up by the wind, and took the initiative to reach out to reveal the shiny diamond watch, "Compared with typing on the keyboard, I prefer to use a fountain pen to describe the illusory world conceived in my mind. I forgot to introduce myself, I'm a horror writer, Truman."

The girl put her soft little hand on it lightly, "I'm Shen Yikun, a university student who left school due to illness."

[The advertising time is about to end, please leave within 1 minute. 】

"Nice to meet you."

Truman raised his watch to check the time, and said regretfully, "But I have to go first. You know that when you first moved, there were always a lot of chores waiting to be done in line. Let's talk again when we have a chance!"

"Bye-Bye."

Shen Yikun waved his hand to say goodbye to his new friend, "I hope to see you again tomorrow."

After the man who looked different walked away, she whispered to the yawning dog lying on the ground, "He's not as cold as he appears, is he?"

Mango let out a low bark, and habitually leaned his fluffy head against the owner's calf.

"Well, it's time for us to go home and take our medicine."

After quietly watching the playful waterfowl relax for a while, Shen Yikun still patted the leaves that fell on his shoulders and wanted to get up and leave.

"what is this?"

When she tilted her head, she accidentally saw a book with a black cover, which was placed where Truman had just sat.

"Is it something he dropped?"

Shen Yikun picked up the book and searched the front and back, but he didn't see any useful information such as the signature that could help find the owner.

"It should be. It seems that no one else came this morning."

Thinking of this, she held the book in her hand, "Why don't you take it home first, and ask the next time you meet the neighbor next door."

Forcibly pulling the lazy mango to the newsstand, Shen Yikun lowered his head and took out a piece of change, "Please, I want a bottle of water."

"Yes, lemonade, right!"

The extremely enthusiastic boss hurriedly handed over the drink bottle at hand, "I've already prepared it."

Shen Yikun's expression was a little surprised, but he didn't think too much, "Thank you."

When the two hands touched, the boss couldn't help rubbing his fingers on the back of the other's tender hand, and said with a shy smile, "Drinking more lemonade is very good for a woman's skin."

This feeling similar to rubbing on sandpaper made Shen Yikun very uncomfortable, but she was also a very inarticulate person, so she could only silently take the water bottle and walk away quickly.

As if this day was doomed to be unfavorable, halfway through the journey, the clear sky suddenly began to rain. Although it was not cool, it quickly soaked the light sportswear.

From the lewd eyes of passers-by who didn't know how to conceal it, Shen Yikun also felt that there was something wrong with the material of the clothes that stuck to her skin, so she could only wrap her arms around her chest and trot home.

Even in such an embarrassing situation, she didn't throw away the notebook, and even put it under her armpit to keep out the rain.

In the dense rain curtain, the soaked mango rushed into the yard first, followed by an elegant man holding an umbrella.

"Yikun, why are you so careless?"

The man hugged the girl anxiously, covering most of her head with the umbrella, "Now the weather forecast is getting more and more inaccurate. I only know that maybe, maybe, it's not all wrong in the end."

"Dad, it's okay, it's just a little rain."

Shen Yikun smiled shyly, "Mom, why are you at home alone?"

Father Shen put the towel around his daughter's chest calmly, "Grandma suddenly became seriously ill, so your mother had no choice but to abandon you and rush to your uncle's house to help. She was not willing, but when you had an accident, you hid it from the old lady , if you don't show up at this time, I'm afraid everyone will be suspicious."

"Mom did the right thing."

Shen Yikun carefully wiped off the water stains on the notebook, "Grandma is getting old, so don't let her worry about family affairs."

After chatting for a few words, Shen's father urged him as if he had suddenly realized: "Yikun, go back to the bedroom and take a hot bath, the cold will be gone."

"Ok."

Shen Yikun casually put the black leather notebook on the sofa, "Dad, if you're not in a hurry to go out, don't forget to help Mango clean the coat with a hair dryer, otherwise it will feel uncomfortable."

"Do not worry."

Father Shen didn't refuse, "I'll take the mango to dry it, and we'll have breakfast together when you come down."

Shen Yikun agreed with a smile, and quickly ran into the bedroom on the second floor.

Her bedroom is the largest room in the entire villa. There are cute dolls and beautiful potted plants everywhere, which is as beautiful as a princess room.

Pulling the curtains, Shen Yikun quickly took off his wet and cold coat, and lay down naked in the luxurious bathroom inlaid with a shell bathtub.

[Adjust the lighting and increase the room temperature. 】

The sound from the monitoring center sounded, and the little yellow duck placed on the glass platform suddenly fell into the warm pool water, gradually melting the layer of fine foam floating on the water.

"Ok?"

Shen Yikun, who was dizzy, blinked, "It seems that every time I take a bath, I will fall asleep. This kind of habit is really unhealthy."

She slowly got up and wiped her body clean, rubbed a refreshing lotion on her skin and massaged for a while before changing into home clothes and coming to the restaurant.

"Mom is not here, the breakfast at home is still so rich!"

Shen Yikun looked at the table full of meals in surprise, "I thought life was going to be difficult."

"Your mother specifically told me that there is no shortage of food that my daughter loves."

Father Shen put the last box of canned caviar on the dining table, "You are still recovering, how can you lack nutrition."

"Mom still loves me!"

Shen Yikun took a sip of hot milk happily, "By the way, Dad, did you put away the black notebook I just put on the sofa for me?"

The first thing she did after taking a shower was to find the notebook, but she didn't find it after messing up the living room.

"Black Book?"

Father Shen shook his head suspiciously, "I didn't see any notebook, did you remember it wrong?"

"It's just a very ordinary notebook."

Shen Yikun hastily gestured with his hands, "It was rained on the road, and I even wiped it with a towel, is it wrapped in a towel?"

"I already put away the towels."

Father Shen was a little surprised by his daughter's persistence, "Yikun, if it's not important, can Dad buy you another copy?"

"How can it be unimportant? It was accidentally left behind by others."

Shen Yikun regretfully said: "I would have put it away if I knew it earlier."

"Forget it, don't think about these nerve-wracking things."

After receiving the warning, Father Shen quickly changed the subject, "Yikun, Dad has found a part-time job in the art center in the town, and is responsible for teaching those preschool children to write with a calligraphy brush. From now on, we may spend less time with you at home. Some, if you feel bored, go out for a walk by yourself. But don’t touch strangers casually, you know, be prepared.”

"understood."

Shen Yikun nodded sullenly, suddenly felt no appetite, "Dad, I'm going back to my room first, you eat slowly."

Back in the bedroom on the second floor, Shen Yikun flung himself listlessly on the bed of the big stupid bear, "Oh, where did it go? Could it be that amnesia makes people stupid?"

She wanted to take a little sleep to refresh herself, and maybe take the opportunity to think of something, but when she lifted the quilt, she touched a hard cardboard shell.

"notebook?"

Shen Yikun was extremely surprised, "Why are you here?"

The notebook still had deep and shallow marks because it was drenched by rain, and the handwriting near the periphery seemed to be blurred by dripping tears.

"Dad, look!"

Shen Yikun, who was eager to share the good news with his family, lay on the fence at the stairway and shouted at the man who was about to go out: "I found it!"

"What did you find again?"

Father Shen looked up with a good temper, "Oh, it turned out to be your photo album when you were young. Your mother said that you lost it when you moved, so I said no! Dear daughter, you can take a look at home first. , Dad will be with you when he comes back tonight!"

"Photo album?"

Shen Yikun's expression froze instantly, "This is clearly a notebook, why would Dad admit his mistake?"

Standing alone at the top of the high stairs, she suddenly felt a little cold, and hurried back into the warm bed.

"What exactly is going on."

The joy in Shen Yikun's heart dissipated quite a bit, but what came up was a kind of curiosity and fear of unknown things.

She put the black leather notebook in the arms of Big Clumsy Bear, as if doing so would give herself a sense of security.

"Truman, it's these two words."

She typed the neighbor's name into the computer search bar, but none of the well-known terrorist options provided below had the surname Chu.

"Is what happened in the park this morning another hallucination of mine, or is he just a newbie with no reputation?"

Shen Yikun bit her fingernails, ever since she lost her memory, she would not unconsciously make this action every time she encountered something that troubled her.

"Let's take a look at what's inside."

Shen Yikun secretly encouraged the figure on the screen: "Perhaps after looking at it, we can find the identity of the owner from inside, and it can also prove that I am not ill."

After hesitating for a long time, she finally made up her mind and took the notebook that the big stupid bear was holding.

The sticky paper was not easy to turn over, but Shen Yikun patiently tore it open gently.

The first two pages of the book were blank, only two blurred and distorted red letters appeared on the third page.

"Reincarnation?"

Shen Yikun read it softly, and turned to the fourth page with mixed feelings of curiosity and guilty conscience.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: The Journey of Reincarnation of □□People.

Also, what if you wake up one day and suddenly find that you are the first person?

Four options: 1. Pretend nothing happened.

2. Oh, it turns out that I'm so awesome.

3. Find the so-called mother.

4. If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence.

Happiness, huh~~