Dressing

Zhuo Shangming walked very peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep.Liang Shu really envied such peace.

He remembered that when he stabbed a knife into his heart, his heart was colder than that knife.Afraid that death would be impenetrable, he had to pull the knife heavily into his heart again.Compared with Zhuo Shangming, it was really tragic.

Liang Shu's posthumous photos on the Internet are all smiling, and no one knows that he died tragically.

It's dead, Liang Shu.

He is Liang Shu.After his father passed away, he was adopted by his old friend, but there was a car accident on the way to Zhuo's house, Liang Shu.

Zhuo Yi has been dealing with the affairs of Zhuo Shangming's death, and seems to be very busy.Liang Shu was still hospitalized, and Zhuo Yi visited him once or twice, chatting and taking care of him, and he did everything perfectly.Liang Shu was only taken to the funeral by Zhuo Yi at the last funeral.The people at the funeral were all political and business leaders.After the funeral, Liang Shu left the hospital and was sent back to Zhuo's family.

Zhuo's mountain villa is low-key, better than Du's, but it looks old and calm, and it seems to be old.

"Second Young Master, this is the bag you brought when you came here." Zhuo Yi sent his assistant Ling Yu to follow Liang Shu.After Liang Shu thanked him, he took his bag and went to the room they arranged. "If there is something you don't like or get used to or something is missing, please tell me, Second Young Master."

"Okay, thank you." Liang Shu responded, "Zhuo...does Mr. Zhuo also live in this house?"

"Yes. This is the Zhuo family's old house." Ling Yu said, "But the young master is very busy recently, so he probably won't come back."

Liang Shu said: "Understood. I'm tired and want to take a shower and go to bed."

Ling Yu pointed to the cabinet where the clothes were placed, and said goodbye to Liang Shu.

Liang Shu opened "his" luggage, which contained a laptop, an old and thick notebook, and a file bag containing various documents.There was even a graduation certificate from China Film and Television University in the file bag, but Liang Shu was only young, so Liang Shu couldn't help but be speechless.

If you want to see this person's past, after all, you have occupied his body.Therefore, Liang Shu opened the notebook with a little guilt and hesitation.

The handwriting is correct and neat, and I think he is a calm young man.

Liang Shu made a good guess. Judging from the contents of the notebook, it was indeed a diary.It's not a long life since Liang Shu was 11 years old.

Logically speaking, the diary should only record the thoughts of teenagers, but the more Liang Shu read it, the more he felt chills in his body.

The things recorded in this book are very strange, or in other words, supernatural.Liang Shu didn't understand at first, but it became clearer later on. What is recorded here are all the dreams of a boy named Liang Shu, and the fulfillment of each dream: from a friend whose leg was bitten off by a mad dog to a neighbor who drowned in swimming. Each dream heralds the coming of one tragedy after another.

The only exception is that the boy dreamed that his mother died of gas poisoning at home the next day, so he decided to take his mother out the next day. The boy happily wrote that he finally changed his fate; but on the third day, his Mother and aunt die together in a mall fire - no dream foretells.After this sudden incident, everything returned to the cycle of dreaming and dreams being fulfilled again, and the text became colder and colder.

Liang Shu closed the diary, facing the word "Liang Shu" on the cover for a long time, unable to calm down.

He took off his clothes and went to the bathroom. The lights in the bathroom were obviously hot, but he still felt bone-chillingly cold.Liang Shu was lying in the steamy bathtub, and he had been flushed several times before he felt a little warmer.Standing up, walking towards the sink, wiping the moisture off the mirror, Liang Shu saw the boy in the mirror.

His body is fair and thin, with clear bones, and the removal of the scabbed scars caused by the car accident is a bit abrupt.His face is soft and delicate, his eyebrows are light, his eyes are rare phoenix eyes, small, and with long eyelashes, they form an inexplicable melancholy.

The disfigured Liang Shu is dead.

My name is Liang Shu.He said to the mirror.

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