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After getting the iron box, Chu Rui didn't dare to delay, picked up the stone next to it and smashed the box open.

Inside the rust-yellow container lay an old diary quietly.

Trembling, Chu Rui held up the diary: "I got it!"

Shang Zhongli clenched his teeth, single-handedly resisting tens of thousands of monsters, already close to the critical point of his ability, if not for Shuo, he would have been torn to pieces by this group of resentful monsters.

The silver light pierced the scene, flying dust rose, Shang Zhongli took the opportunity to hug Chu Rui's waist and jumped onto the top of the railing, flying towards the southwest.

In a dark corner, Shang Zhongli sat on the ground to rest: "I got the diary, now we can go out when the dawn comes."

He took Chu Rui to the dormitory area and fled to Wu Jingwen's dormitory. All the monsters gathered in the laboratory building and playground. After that chaos, they should be wandering aimlessly around the campus now.

Chu Rui looked at the diary in her hand, and turned a few pages, the more she turned her brows, the more she frowned.

"What?" Shang Zhongli noticed the abnormality on his face, and even looked at him in disbelief.

It started to be recorded in college, probably once or twice a week, and the records are all boring daily routines. From these daily routines alone, it can be seen that Wu Jingwen's family background is not good.

Divorced family, mother is a sanitation worker, only 3000 yuan a month's salary, to support him to go to college.His learning aptitude is really not that high, he worked very hard but could barely get into university, and it was hard to keep up with other people's progress after entering university.

But Wu Jingwen is very talented in painting, and the cost of painting materials is not a small burden for him. He saves money to be able to do what he likes.

The first few pages of the diary probably recorded these relatively important things, but starting from a certain page, the diary suddenly became blank, and it remained blank until the last page.

The paper of the diary has a lot of oil and water stains. It doesn't look like it is opened occasionally. The footer is curled up badly, which is the trace of frequent flipping, and it is one of the tasks. It should not be just such a few things.

Chu Rui counted the pages: "The number of papers is as much as marked, and there is no sign of being torn off."

"Then..." Shang Zhongli suddenly felt that they worked so hard to find this diary as if they were being tricked, and all their efforts were useless.

The two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Chu Rui looked out the window puzzledly: "Do you feel that tonight is extraordinarily long..."

Hearing what Chu Rui said, Shang Zhongli also felt a little bit. Usually, based on the time in the illusion, one night is about four or ten minutes to two hours in the real world.

Shang Zhongli took out his mobile phone, and it showed that eight hours had passed.

With a "crack", Shang Zhongli, who was half dead from exhaustion just now, suddenly regained his energy: "Eight hours!"

Chu Rui was also stunned there, her neck was rusty and hard to move.His eyes were wide open, and the large white parts seemed to merge with the darkness.

The time displayed on the phone is the time in the real world, eight hours. According to the time in the past illusion, it will be almost three or four days. It should be dawn long ago, but looking from the window, it is still dark outside.

Hidden during the day?

Silence spread eerily in the dormitory.

"We... can't get out?" Shang Zhongli rarely felt powerless, and he didn't know why he felt more and more depressed and suffocated, as if something was inducing his negative emotions.

Especially when Tang Gan died, Luo Li also disappeared.

"There must be something wrong!" Chu Rui's face was heavy, and she continued to flip through the diary repeatedly.

Shang Zhongli looked at his face, sitting on the ground, leaning against the cold iron-like bedpost, looking a little obsessed, he felt that his strength was gradually exhausted, this might be the last time he could look at Chu Rui's chance.

Chu Rui took the diary and put it on the faucet to rinse it with water, took it to Wu Jingwen's desk, illuminated the diary with the small lamp on Wu Jingwen's desk, and rubbed the pages...all kinds of methods were exhausted, and no words appeared on the blank pages .

Is there really no alternative?

Chu Rui felt powerless for the first time...

What is the way to make the day dawn, isn't the diary right?

Chu Rui didn't know what important information he had missed. After a long time, he also sat quietly on the ground without moving.

I'm not used to the lack of chattering noise in my ears.

Two living people, like puppets, their eyes gradually became hollow, they didn't even notice, they haven't blinked for a long time...

In the campus, a thick black and purple fog diffused in from the edge of the world, and the restless monsters gradually became peaceful. They began to walk slowly, their bodies were like dead branches and leaves, walking slowly, most of them went to the dormitory, and a small part went to the dormitory. Laboratory building.

The black-purple mist spread into the dormitory, penetrated through the crack of the door, and climbed onto the fingertips and clothes of the two people on the ground.

Chu Rui's gaze stayed on the last page of the diary with words.

[Today, someone praised me for drawing well. My heartbeat seemed to fluctuate. I thought that life had long since wiped out my joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys. It turned out that was not the case. Is this...? 】

Paper has marks covered by water spots.

Chu Rui blinked suddenly, and in an instant, the fog that was about to wrap around him suddenly sensed the existence of the soul, and left his body hastily.

"Shang Zhongli!" Chu Rui yelled suddenly, waking up in his words.

Shang Zhongli seemed to be walking in the mud of the pouring rain, with no end and no purpose, a voice from outside the rain curtain made him tremble, his whole body trembled, and he came to his senses.

His head hummed with pain, he patted his uncontrollable brain, and took a closer look, they were still in the dark dormitory, and Chu Rui was sitting next to him, calling his name with surprise on his face.This recognition made Shang Zhongli very happy, and somehow became energetic.

But he still looked suspiciously at his fingertips and the gap between the doors and windows.

The thing he felt just now that wanted to swallow his will... What is it?

"Shang Zhongli, look, some parts of his diary have been blurred. I thought it was Wu Jingwen who got it inadvertently. After all, his desk is very messy, and the quilt has not been dried for a long time, and it smells musty. I subconsciously I thought it was normal for him to have sloppy marks on his diary, but it turned out not to be..." Chu Rui was very excited, as if she had discovered the problem.

"You mean, those blurred words are important?"

Chu Rui looked up at Shang Zhongli, and nodded emphatically: "Yes! Everything that has been erased is Wu Jingwen's emotions!"

Shang Zhongli raised his left eyebrow, is there such a thing?He bent down to look at where Chu Rui was pointing.

"He lost the childhood and fun that his peers had in order to live. He has never traveled, eaten a big meal, and has no nice clothes and shoes. His life has been living step by step according to his mother's hope, learning, saving, Study until he finds out that he has the ability to draw, and there are stains on his diary, and all the blurred places are some happy words, such as here..." Chu Rui pointed to a place.

【Painting can make me feel the ups and downs of my heartbeat. Is this (happy feeling)? 】

[The teacher praised me today, and I (excited/excited/joyed, etc.) told my mother about it, and my mother looked at me in embarrassment, and I saw her skinny hands rubbing against the corners of her clothes that had been washed white , My heart is instantly (*), painting is more expensive than the fee, my mother can't afford it, I should have thought of it a long time ago. 】

[Today he praised me for my good painting... When he approached me, my heart beat very fast, why is that? (*like/happy/excited)? 】

Chu Rui read out the content, and filled in the words he understood for some vague places. After filling in, it was coherent, and several places became smooth.

"It's really all words to describe the mood." It's just that the space is too small and there are not many stains, so they were ignored by them. Whatever Shang Zhongli thought of, what he thought of was exactly what Chu Rui wanted to express, "Whatever you want The reason why it’s all blank is because he’s enlightened and plunged into joy, so all the contents of the diary have disappeared?”

"There is such a possibility, not only joy, but also pain! Have you noticed that whenever he has emotions, no matter whether they are raised or lowered, they are all blurred!" Chu Rui had an idea, and blurted out, "The two A monster!"

A phantom is made up of one person's resentment. How can there be two monsters in a phantom? The biggest possibility is that the two monsters were created by one person!

Chu Rui asked: "Is the creation of monsters only possible because of sad emotions?"

Shang Zhongli shook his head: "Not necessarily, it may be obsession, it may be despair... When a certain emotion of a person reaches the level that the body cannot bear, it is the time when monsters are most likely to form."

Chu Rui suddenly realized: "I finally understand..."

Shang Zhongli shook his head in disbelief: "You mean the two monsters are both Wu Jingwen? Is this too unbelievable?"

"No, if everything is connected together, it's not difficult to understand Wu Jingwen's complicated emotions..." Chu Rui pursed her lips, rubbing the title page of the old diary with her thumb.