Fang Mu left the classroom and looked up at the sky.

It is night in the illusion, and after the illusion is over, it returns to daylight.

In addition to the students who were teaching in the classroom, some people who had no classes were walking in groups on the road.

On the trees on both sides of the road, the chirping of birds and the light through the trees form a painting.

"Compared with the illusion, the real world is beautiful."

Fang Mu took a deep breath and left the school.

...

Fang Mu found a corner at school. Because of his weird outfit, he waited until it got dark before he set off home.

Even at night, there were many pedestrians on the road, and they looked at Fang Mu's strange costumes after seeing them.

Fang Mu didn't care either.

After returning to the community, there was a supermarket downstairs still on.

Fang Mu took a look at a supermarket, went home first, changed his clothes to his usual clothes, and then sat on the sofa.

Xiao Min's diary was placed on the coffee table, and Fang Mu poured a glass of water and fell into deep thought.

Having no clue, after a while, Fang Mu felt a little upset and came to the balcony and looked at the dark night sky and the streets outside.

The lights are bright in the distance, and the community is quiet. There is a supermarket light in the community, which is a scenic spot.

Fang Mu suddenly thought of something, and seemed to have made a decision. He went back to the living room to pick up his diary, wrapped it in a black plastic bag and went out.

After nothing happened, Fang Mu came downstairs, looked at a supermarket, and walked slowly over.

If you want to tell me how to clarify the contents in the diary, you can rely on your own strength to get a drop in the bucket.

Fang Mu had already made a decision in his mind just now, and Xiao Min’s problem might be solved by having a supermarket.

Fang Mu came to the door of Youjia Supermarket and looked inside.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening and there was no one else in the supermarket.

Lao Liu was sitting next to the counter, stroking the white cat with one hand and slashing the cell phone with the other.

Fang Mu walked in and came to the counter with a black plastic bag.

The white cat, who was lying on the counter, raised his head, looked at Fang Mu lazyly, then lazily rested his head on his front paws, and closed his eyes.

"You didn't come to buy vegetables today." Old Liu put down his cell phone and said expressionlessly.

Fang Mu smiled, shook the things in his hand at Lao Liu, and said, "I'm going to graduate soon. I went to school to pack up my things."

"The food is not fresh." Old Liu pointed to the supermarket.

No vendor will say that their food is not fresh, and Lao Liu's way of doing business is simply weird.

Fang Mu shrugged indifferently, and went to choose dishes with a black plastic bag.

After a while, Fang Mu packed a bag of vegetables and came to Lao Liu to settle the score.

Lao Liu calculated everything, and after Fang Mu scanned the code on his mobile phone, he said, "The first time I saw you bring a bag."

Fang Mu smiled, didn't say more about it, and left after chatting for a few more words.

Old Liu kept looking at Fang Mu's back, and when Fang Mu disappeared into the darkness, he touched the white cat on the counter.

The white cat opened his mouth, yawned, and disappeared out of thin air.

In just a moment, the white cat reappeared on the counter and placed a yellowed book on it.

Lao Liu picked up the book and looked it carefully.

The white cat jumped on Lao Liu's shoulder curiously, lowered his head and looked down.

Ten minutes later...

Old Liu put down his diary and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Meow."

The white cat meowed.

Old Liu shook his head and responded: "I want to do it."

“Meow Meow Meow…”

The white cat meowed several times in a row.

Lao Liu still shook his head, took out a pack of cigarettes from the counter machine, opened it and lit it, and took a deep breath.

In the smoke, Lao Liu's eyes flashed and dimmed, and the cigarette butts flashed and dimmed.

"You are right, this matter is really not my responsibility." Old Liu said calmly: "It's a bit out of line to do this."

The white cat showed a humanized expression, as if saying that you knew it, don't worry about this.

Old Liu snatched out the cigarette butt and changed the subject: "But this matter is an exception."

The white cat raised his head, with confusion on his face.

"What are the principles of the Executive Council?" Old Liu said slowly: "Stand up to be the world, and the world is full of heroes."

"If I don't care, I won't have to do this position."

The white cat stared at Lao Liu and shook his head after a while.

Old Liu walked out of a supermarket, stood outside the door, and said to the white cat: "I want to go out, so please take care of you here."

The white cat nodded and continued to lie lazily on the counter.

Old Liu held the diary, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

...

The next day, at eleven o'clock.

The light shone in from outside the window, and Fang Mu stretched, got up, washed and cooked.

After cooking a bowl of noodles, Fang Mu held the bowl and browsed his phone while eating noodles.

The diary was given to Lao Liu last night, so he didn't have to worry about this. Judging from his contact with Lao Liu, Lao Liu would do this well.

Let’s take a step back and say that if Lao Liu doesn’t care about this matter, he will find a way out then.

The phone was full of boring news. Fang Mu looked at it for a while and was about to turn off the phone to concentrate on eating noodles, but a message attracted his attention.

"Shocking! The diary was exposed and a shocking secret was involved"

Fang Mu's mouth twitched. Is this the legendary shock part?

If it weren't for the word "diary" in the title, Fang Muzhen wouldn't be interested in clicking it.

After stowing the noodles, Fang Mu clicked on the news.

"Fifty years ago, the girl Yang Min committed suicide due to mental illness, and fifty years later, a diary unlocked the secret."

"Please follow the editor's perspective and open up your memory of 50 years of dusty years for you."

Fang Mu looked through his phone and forgot to eat the noodles.

Under this news, there were more than one hundred thousand comments.

"Yang Min is so pitiful. If it weren't for the discovery of the diary, no one would have known that such a thing would have happened."

"If I were Yang Min, I would try my best to lose my life, I would also have to pull up a few people."

"As a keyboard warrior with great keys, I want to throw my keyboard when I see this news."

"The one upstairs, that's the guy you eat, are you willing to give up?"

"I am not born to me. The keys are like the long night. The keys come and cut off the villain who hurt Yang Min!"

...

Fang Mu put down his cell phone, and it seemed as if something blocked in his heart was washed away. In his heart, even the noodles in the bowl became fragrant.

After a few bites, Fang Mu cleaned up the dishes and then sat on the sofa and looked at his phone in the way Ge You lies down.

Super abnormal forums are still everywhere, and there are not many real posts.

After diving for so long, Fang Mu was able to roughly distinguish their water stickers.

After turning around for a long time [Biquge520 www.biquge520.co], Fang Mu still couldn't find anything useful. He put his phone aside and stretched.

"Sleep again..."

After the school trip, Fang Mu planned to take a good rest.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

At this moment, the sound of dragging heavy objects sounded in the corridor.

Fang Mu looked strange. Is anyone moving at this time?
Chapter completed!