Officer Xiang and Mumu

"Ling Yunmu, it's time to eat!" When Tang Xiaoxi came in, Ling Yunmu was subdued by me and lay on the ground, our posture|positions are a bit misleading...

I stood up in embarrassment: "Uh... I was almost attacked by him again..."

Tang Xiaoxi lowered his head and pretended not to see it, put the dinner plate on the table, and went to help Ling Yunmu who was pretending to be dead on the ground.

Ling Yunmu was pulled here and there like a puddle of mud, and he pretended to be dead, but Tang Xiaoxi couldn't move him!

"Slacker!" I cursed, stretched out my hand and picked him up.

"People are kind and bullied, Xiaoxi remembers that."

Tang Xiaoxi blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Sit down! Eat!" I loudly ordered him to obey the order, but he didn't dare to disobey.

I really can't understand what Ling Yunmu wants to do when I'm asleep?I looked at myself, unbuttoned a few shirts, but the hem of the shirt was still tucked in the trousers, except that I was a little unruly, and I didn't have a good time.

Is it because he is so handsome?

Mental illness belongs to mental illness. In the face of appetite, even mental patients will compromise.Most of the time he eats very well, just chew the food brought to his mouth and swallow it in his stomach.

I feed him bit by bit, and he eats bit by bit.Hey, I put down the plate, got up to close the door, and came back to sit opposite him.

I took out my phone, found a certain photo, and showed it to him.

"what is this?"

His cheeks were bulging, and his pink lips were shiny with oil. While chewing, he unconsciously scanned the screen of the phone, his eyes began to wander slowly, but he was indifferent to the phone.

I raised my voice: "Do you know this tofu cube? Was it made by a good friend?"

His eyes were still wandering, the food in his mouth gradually disappeared, and he squinted his eyes and yawned.

"Is it the masterpiece of a good friend?"

No response, he didn't respond at all to this bean curd quilt!It's not as scary as seeing other on-site photos.

What should I do with him?

After he fell asleep at night, I went back to the single dormitory approved by the hospital and started looking through his diary.Can't wait any longer, the murder case will become unsolved!Maybe he will develop into schizophrenia, and the treatment cycle will be extended indefinitely.I decided to bite the bullet and finish reading his diary.

Soon, I discovered some clues, why I fell asleep when I read his diary!

Here, I can't help suspecting that I was "blind" before, because his handwriting is really very elegant, and the handwriting in the elementary school part is already very good!Most people say that writing is like a person, and a person's writing often matches his temperament.People with strong opinions write with edges and corners, and people with mild temperament write round and small.

But Ling Yunmu, "words are not as good as the person"?How did that happen?

A major feature of the thin gold body is "thin and hard", and there is a strong spirit hidden in the thinness.Ling Yunmu's writing is elegant and dignified, but also hides "murderous intent", which makes people feel that the person who wrote it is better than his previous image.What is it that makes this impression?Is it because he feels too low-key?

I was almost bewildered, so I quickly got rid of the inexplicable thoughts in my head and focused on what was in front of me.

He insisted on writing with a pen, with clear handwriting and few typos.At first glance, it is simply a calligraphy post!

He is a child who prefers traditional culture.

But the troublesome thing is that there is no format for Ling Yunmu's diary.

He does not write the date and the weather, nor does he write the title, only part of the date is marked at the end of the article, and this habit has been started since the elementary school part.Is a child who does not like to follow the steps and longs to grow up!

Writing the date and weather at the beginning of the stage is the old almanac of elementary school students, but simply writing at the end of the chapter is more like the practice of adults.

I dug out the latest diary, and the last entry read "Golden Autumn 2019", and there was no more words after that.

Why not?

I read the last diary entry with doubts. It was about seeing a dead cat on the side of the road. It was short and nothing special.

The fundamental reason why I fall asleep is because he rarely writes narrative essays, without ups and downs, basically essays; or in other words, the narrative part only accounts for a small proportion, and as he writes, it becomes prose and sentiment.He has many insights into life and ideals.Unlike writing, this finally matches his image!

When I watched the middle school part with great sleepiness, I suddenly felt something was wrong!

The thin gold body is a little different!

It is also a thin golden body, why does it feel different?

I compared it before and after, and found that the thin gold body in the front is elegant and upright, paying attention to the format, but the thin gold body in the back is more powerful, and even the elegant drag comes out.

The reason why I find it strange is because this change, along with the change in length and tone, is not worth mentioning if it is just a change in the way of writing!

In the front, the format and tone of the text are relatively conservative and normal, and the events described can be said to be more "human-eating fireworks".For example, he said that he really likes eating ice cream, but he is always reluctant to spend money.The adoptive parents gave very little pocket money, except for buying school supplies, there was no money left at all.

In terms of space, he seldom wastes paper, and the horizontal lines are basically filled with regular and dense words.

But now, the sentences are more literary and artistic, leaving a large area blank.

It is difficult to tell the difference between the two by reading the text, but only relying on the content, I discovered an interesting phenomenon-they are interacting!

To be precise, it was a movement and a stillness.

Sometimes the well-behaved thin-gold body is writing a well-behaved diary, but the strong-willed thin-gold body will add a sentence of after-reading at the end: "Tyrant, you can't restrain me."

The diary is gentle, and there is no topic about tyrants and restraints. Why did he come up with such a weird post-reading impression?

And on the topic of ice cream, the handsome and thin golden body said: "I prefer coffee."

Are you sure this isn't the afterthought someone wrote down after peeking at the diary?

Who is so wicked?This sentence is a bit weird... I quickly removed myself.

Keep researching.

I thought he was a rigid kid who had to go all the way from one notebook to the next. Unexpectedly... I subconsciously opened other diaries that I hadn't read, and found Kuangcao!

"Cursive script?" I want to say a national curse, why does a person like Ling Yunmu write such unrestrained cursive script?This simply overturned my three views!

Could it be that a third person peeked at the diary and marked it as "visit here"?

I flipped through it quickly, and no other fonts appeared in the five diaries.

Relatively speaking, [-]% of the pages are ordinary thin gold diaries, no doubt it must be Ling Yunmu in an ordinary state.

The mutated thin golden body and wild grass are like guests, appearing occasionally, leaving behind only a few words.

If it is said that the well-behaved thin gold body and the strong and strong thin gold body can be distinguished in content, then the cursive script - I don't know what I am writing at all!

In this way, it is impossible to judge the meaning of its existence, maybe it is just Ling Yunmu's arrogant behavior after being drunk?

No, he generally doesn't drink, and it's written in his diary that he doesn't like drinking.

But on the night of June thirteenth, he drank.

If it wasn't drunk, then it was a whim, and suddenly wrote wildly wildly?

I need to know what he wrote before I can judge!

Cursive script is a kind of character that only pays attention to the beauty of form and does not care about the content. I try my best to distinguish what is written in cursive script.

At three o'clock in the morning, with big dark circles open, I studied and studied, and gradually felt my scalp numb.

That line is:

—Kill those dog parents!