Su Mu wondered if he had entered the wrong room.Suddenly, he noticed that on the table in front of him, there was an open notebook with the first page open, and a pen was lying quietly beside it.

Su Mu saw Xia Mo's name written on the blank space on the first page.

Not wrong!

Su Mu went in immediately. It was an ordinary notebook.

What is written in it?

When Su Mu turned to the next page, he froze in place.

The block letters are correct, without a trace of strokes.

"It's my handwriting?" Su Mu was surprised, and there were large characters written on the notebook: "Go! Go quickly!!"

"What!?" Su Mu didn't understand, what's going on?He wasn't so stupid that he couldn't recognize his own handwriting.

"Why did you let me go? There are words behind."

Su Mu continued to scroll down, and wrote in the notebook: "At 27:[-]:[-] p.m., when the door is closed, there is no way to go out again!"

Su Mu looked at the alarm clock on the table.The alarm clock is an electronic watch, and the current time is 13:07:17, which is 10 seconds away from the time stated in the notebook.

Su Mu didn't leave, but looked towards the door.

"pat-"

27 seconds off on time.

Su Mu solemnly turned to the next page: "When the time reaches 42:[-]:[-] in the afternoon, the light will go off for five seconds and then turn on again, and my memory will start to disappear!"

Su Mu couldn't help stepping back and looked at the alarm clock.

"hiss--"

The whole room was dark and nothing could be seen.

Five seconds is so long.

When the light was turned on, Su Mu saw that the time on the alarm clock reached 47 seconds, exactly five seconds had passed.

Su Mu was dripping with cold sweat, and his memory really began to disappear, something was forgotten.Rolling up the sleeves, it reads: "Find the end of summer!"

"Ha...ha..." Su Mu panted and continued to turn the next page.

"At [-]:[-] p.m., the balcony door was opened on time, and your sister walked out—late summer!"

"Beep-beep-"

The alarm clock is going.

Su Mu stared at the balcony door, thinking quickly: "What's the matter with this notebook? It's obviously an ordinary notebook, why does my handwriting appear on it? Also, why does it say that Xia Mo is my sister? This is Xia Mo's ability?"

"Shh-"

The balcony door was pulled open.

"Tick!"

The time is exactly 13:08.

At the end of summer, she was wearing a pink coat and a gray skirt; she was wearing ponytails and earphones, like a pure and passionate girl.

Seeing Su Mu, Xia Mo was surprised and said, "Su Mu? Why are you here!?"

Su Mu looked coldly, he was absolutely right, the person who attacked me that day was definitely Xia Mo!

Su Mu said coldly: "What purpose do you have!"

"Huh?" Xia Mo was taken aback.

Su Mu was not in the mood to play guessing games with her, and rushed forward to grab her by the throat to force her to question.But the tactile sensation he imagined didn't happen, instead he grabbed the notebook in his hand.

Su Mu looked at the table in surprise. When did I grab that notebook? !

Su Mu looked at the notebook, and the notebook had already turned to the next page: "At 37:13:08 p.m., Xia Mo stood behind me." Looking at the alarm clock, the time was exactly 37:[-]:[-].

Su Mu felt chills down his spine.

"Boom!"

The earphones fell to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The ponytail has a broken rubber band, and the hair is long and draped around the shoulders.

"Fizz!"

At the end of summer, I unzipped the pink coat, and there was a white off-the-shoulder fir inside, and I could vaguely see the snow-white chest.

At the end of Xia, he caressed the gray floating skirt with both hands, his ignorant look was gone, and he became elegant and natural, looking at Su Mu's eyes like water, gentle with a hint of helplessness, and said softly.

"Su Mu, male, 17 years old. He was in a car accident two months ago, woke up from the hospital, and his temperament changed drastically. The person he likes the most is Chen Hui. He is a student in the second class of the second middle school."

"Favorite food is pasta, least hated food is spiny fish."

"The color I like most is black, the color I dream of the most is white, and the color I hate the most is silver."

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