Wan Qiu closed the door of his bedroom.
They went out very early, their conversation with Ran Yongrui was very short, and they came back before lunch time.
Leaning against the door and looking out the huge floor-to-ceiling window, it seemed to be snowing.
The room was warm, which was very different from the cold outside due to the pure white.
It was so quiet all around that one could almost hear the sound of snow falling through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Wan Qiu locked the door.
The notebook was taken out from his safe in the house.
What I wrote down in my notebook today will still not come true.
How could Wan Qiu, who had been paying attention to Chu Yigui, not know that Chu Yigui was very curious about what he was doing.
He must be very confusing to Chu Yigui now.
The blanket on the ground was warm from the floor heating. Wan Qiu lay on the dry blanket, staring at his notebook in a daze.
If it was Chu Yigui, he would really like to tell Chu Yigui everything.
However, Wan Qiu didn’t want Chu Yigui to see these words which were full of malice and even recorded Chu Yigui’s suffering.
These are things that never happened, so why not just let them disappear?
only……
Wan Qiu didn't know what the feeling of loss that had been spreading in his heart was.
He kept this matter hidden quietly.
Is this actually the life that truly belongs to Chu Wanqiu?
Wan Qiu concluded from the novels he had read that he was completely two different people before and after he entered the book.
So is he occupying Chu Wanqiu's life now?
Wan Qiu thought carefully.
What is your name?
But unfortunately, in those barren and scattered memories filled with almost endless darkness, he could not find any trace of his own name.
He doesn't remember.
If it was something else, he could discuss it with Chu Yigui now.
You can talk to your second brother.
He can even find his parents, and his eldest brother will talk to him even if he is busy.
but……
Chu Yigui is not the only one being maliciously targeted.
Wan Qiu was very confused.
I opened my phone and looked through my contacts, and found that almost all of my friends were in contact with his family.
And the only one...
Someone who has no connection with anyone else.
Only Wang Yue.
He added Wang Yue's number but never sent any message.
They talk enough every day at school.
Wan Qiu hesitated, but still sent the message.
Wan Qiu: Are you there?
Wang Yue:?
Wan Qiu didn't expect to receive the message immediately. He turned over and looked at the message eagerly.
Is Wang Yue staring at her phone all the time like Zhou Peiyu?
Wan Qiu: Are you busy?
Wang Yue: I’m reading a novel, what’s wrong?
I guess you were looking at your phone, that's why you replied so quickly.
Wan Qiu: Can I ask you something?
Wang Yue: Ask.
Wan Qiu edited it several times, but found that he could not express his current doubts well.
Wang Yue: What are you doing? You've been typing for five minutes?
Wan Qiu: I have a secret, but I don’t know whether I should tell others.
Wang Yue: What’s the secret?
Wan Qiu: I can’t say.
Wang Yue: Then who are you going to tell?
Wan Qiu: My friend.
Wang Yue: It’s not me, right?
Wan Qiu: No.
Wan Qiu looked at the long list of messages, and his original desire to ask more questions had somewhat faded.
Wang Yue: Will someone die if you tell this secret?
Wan Qiu was stunned and immediately replied: No.
Wang Yue: Will I go to jail?
Wan Qiu was confused and replied: No.
Wang Yue: Then why can’t you say it?
Wan Qiu: It is very likely to hurt the people involved in this matter.
Wang Yue: Oh.
Wan Qiu thought about it, and just when he was about to type the word "forget it" in the input box, Wang Yue's message appeared again.
Wang Yue: Do you know what I hate most when reading novels?
Wan Qiu: What?
Wang Yue: Don’t keep a mouth!!! What can’t you say!!!
Wang Yue: Wouldn't it be okay if we just spoke up about the small problem at the beginning? If we keep dragging it out and never speak up, won't we just escalate the conflict?
Wang Yue: I can understand the need for the plot to develop, and love can be born out of misunderstandings, but when you feel that you should say it, that’s when you should say it, and you should say it directly!! If you fall in love, you should trust each other!!
Wang Yue: Every time I see a scene where a confession is interrupted by external forces, I want to vomit blood. How could it be such a coincidence that it is interrupted by external forces?
Wan Qiu looked at Wang Yue eagerly as he sent a long string of complaints about the novel.
Apparently his deskmate was just venting his emotions from reading the novel.
But Wan Qiu was attracted by Wang Yue's complaints.
Wang Yue: No matter what it is, tell us and we can solve it together!
Wang Yue: And there are those who only listen halfway through what is being said. Why don’t you listen to the whole thing? No matter what the question is, listen to the whole thing! !
Wan Qiu watched eagerly, as if he could feel the hostility coming from Wang Yue.
I don't know why.
Wan Qiu typed in the input box: I'm sorry.
Wang Yue:? I didn’t say anything about you.
Wang Yue seemed to be addicted to complaining and started to complain at length.
Wan Qiu read all the messages eagerly until Wang Yue said he was satisfied, then said he would continue reading the novel, and then disappeared.
Wan Qiu, who was the only one who failed to keep up with the pace of replying, pitifully held his phone and read Wang Yue's complaints again.
When you feel you should say something, say it directly.
Chu Yigui is a very obedient person. He is also very smart and calm, so he shouldn't be unable to listen to what is said.
He likes Yigui very much and Yigui likes him too.
Although it is not love, the principle should be the same.
Tell Chu Yigui.
Don't be disturbed.
Wan Qiu found the sticky note in his room, went to the door of Chu Yigui's bedroom, and stuck the sticky note on Chu Yigui's door.
Chu Yigui heard a rustling sound coming from the door, like something scratching on his door.
Chu Yigui stood up and opened the door.
When he saw Wan Qiu, Chu Yigui was not surprised at all.
It seemed that Wan Qiu's coming here was completely expected.
Chu Yigui saw the sticky note Wan Qiu had put on the door, and also saw the pen in Wan Qiu's hand.
Wan Qiu posted a lot of them, and wrote them in very large fonts.
It said 'Do Not Disturb'.
For a moment, Chu Yigui didn’t understand what Wan Qiu wanted to do.
"Is it... a prank?" Chu Yigui asked hesitantly.
"Wait for me!"
When Chu Yigui saw Wan Qiu, he immediately ran back to his bedroom and rushed out quickly.
There was a strange notebook in Wan Qiu's hand.
Chu Yigui didn't remember Wan Qiu using this notebook, but he clearly remembered everything Wan Qiu had used.
Did Wan Qiu record something quietly in this notebook where he couldn't see?
"I have something to tell you." Wan Qiu said to him.
Chu Yigui naturally made way for the door and allowed Wan Qiu to enter his room.
After taking a look at the sticky note on the door, Chu Yigui closed the door, thought about it, and locked it.
Wan Qiu went to Chu Yigui's study, a small independent study in the bedroom, which was filled with mostly Chu Yigui's personal textbooks.
They occasionally do their homework together here.
Chu Yigui thought about it and closed the study door again.
Wan Qiu sat on the chair he usually sat on and extended his hand to him: "Please sit down."
Chu Yigui sat down obediently.
"Yigui, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"
The sudden opening remarks caused Chu Yigui's thoughts to pause for a moment.
Chu Yigui thought for a moment and said, "Although there is no evidence to prove that there is a ghost, if Wan Qiu said so, I think there must be a reason."
Chu Yigui observed Wan Qiu's expression and saw him nod confidently. He guessed that Wan Qiu probably didn't understand what he said and was actually ambiguous.
Finally, Chu Yigui met the protagonist that Wan Qiu brought with him and he was about to speak.
Wan Qiu placed the notebook on the table and pushed it in front of him.
"Yigui, take a look at this."
Chu Yigui opened the notebook.
The notes in this notebook are very messy, with only some disjointed words and sentences.
Wan Qiu is extremely serious when writing anything. He writes very slowly but his handwriting is absolutely very neat.
However, the font on the notebook was obviously messy and very large, and it should not have been written on a flat surface.
Where would it be?
It should be a soft place that is not easily stressed...
Written on the bed?
Chu Yigui looked at the content, from being confused at the beginning to gradually reading a small part of the content.
The book is very thick and cannot be written in a short time.
It's more like a third-person memoir, and the owner of the memories is...
"Are you...blaming me?"
Chu Yigui knew very well that what was written here was definitely not what Wan Qiu would say or do.
He has been watching Wan Qiu and knows Wan Qiu's character better than anyone else.
What is recorded in this book...
This was what he had predicted, the worst possible scenario he could imagine for Wan Qiu after he returned to the Chu family.
Chu Yigui wanted to smile soothingly, but he found that he couldn't.
If he had actually witnessed all this before he met the current Wan Qiu, he could have endured it.
But after truly relying on Wan Qiu, every word here was like a sharp scalpel, piercing vertically into the flesh and blood, and then slowly pulling out.
The blade is sharp and flat, the wound is not deep, it will bleed, and it is painful but not fatal.
"This is the text in my memory. I seem to have traveled through a book. Do you know what traveling through a book means?"
Wan Qiu’s words made Chu Yigui stunned.
He raised his eyes and looked at Wan Qiu.
Does Wan Qiu understand what he is saying?
"I've read a lot of novels, and I'm sure that's the case."
Wan Qiu seemed to be afraid that he would not believe it, so he reached out and turned to a certain page.
"Look here, here, here and here, these are all real things that happened, right? But I know these are all before the things happened."
"I seem to remember this, but my memory is confused, so I can't remember it clearly."
"I wrote these down, but I didn't put them in order. I don't know what the order is."
"Yigui, do you believe me?"
Chu Yigui lowered his head and looked at the words.
"Give me some time, I need to accept it." Chu Yigui said.
"Then accept it now, and I'll wait for you to accept it." Wan Qiu was sitting on the chair obediently.
Chu Yigui was stunned.
He looked at Wan Qiu from his confused thoughts.
It was still those beautiful eyes, which had nothing to do with the words he wrote.
Seriously, waiting for him, even worried about his reaction.
It's like a cat that is worried that its owner is drowning in the bathtub, and is anxiously trying to use its claws to pull its owner out of the bathtub full of water.
Suddenly Chu Yigui realized that his brief momentary worry was unnecessary.
At this moment, Chu Yigui found that those glaring words no longer seemed so difficult to read.
Chu Yigui calmly read the entire contents of the notebook.
There are many repeated records in the notebook. It is obvious that Wan Qiu thought of something and wrote it down immediately.
The timeline is a mess, and it's even impossible to guess the time of many parts.
This book contains more about Chu Wanqiu's personal thoughts and angry complaints about his family and environment, as well as undisguised curses.
The dirty words written on the paper with childish strokes created a strong sense of incongruity.
But if that was the case, Chu Yigui suddenly realized what the strange feeling of disharmony that he had been feeling for a long time was.
Wan Qiu always suddenly becomes certain of some very strange things.
For example, he would be abandoned.
For example, he was in a bad mood these past two days and had been confused about this.
It's all written clearly in this notebook.
If the records in the notebook were followed, then he would definitely be pushed down the stairs by 'Chu Wanqiu' on his birthday.
So on his birthday, Wan Qiu was almost carefully preventing him from approaching any stairs.
Even if it was because of Chu Wanqiu's resentment towards him that Ran Yongrui obstructed Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu from interfering in the exclusive public opinion of Xiefeng, then Ran Yongrui's plan would surely succeed.
If each and every one of these things were really predicted by the text, they would be easily explained.
"Why didn't you tell us about this?" Chu Yigui asked.
“I didn’t know what it was at first, I just vaguely knew it seemed like something that would happen;
After that, I recalled that you said that it was predicting the future. I think it might be predicting the future.
But later Wang Yue showed me a lot of novels, and I realized that this might be a book-traveling experience;
I didn’t tell you because I wasn’t sure, and I thought you would be unhappy. The things written here are very unpleasant.”
Wanqiu is worried.
It turns out that what Wan Qiu had been hiding was not his secret.
It's about their secrets.
Afraid that words might hurt others, Wan Qiu guards it all alone.
It turned out that they had been secretly protected by Wan Qiu earlier.
"Why are you telling me now?" Chu Yigui asked.
"Because I feel like none of this will happen." Wan Qiu said, "But if I don't know anything, then Chu Wan Qiu will be gone, right?"
Chu Yigui was stunned.
"Is it true... that this person is mom and dad's real child?" Wan Qiu placed his hand on the notebook.
To Wan Qiu, this is not a notebook.
But it was a person named Chu Wanqiu who disappeared.
Chu Yigui lowered his eyes.
Time passes slowly.
Suddenly, Chu Yigui asked: "Why do you think you are not Wan Qiu?"
Wan Qiu was stunned.
Chu Yigui couldn't have a good impression of the people in the book.
But he will still endure 'Chu Wanqiu' as recorded in the book.
But that was all, Chu Yigui was unable to say any friendly words to Chu Wanqiu.
"These are the things you wrote down, but if you didn't write him down, he wouldn't exist, right?"
Wan Qiu's eyes slowly widened, as if he couldn't understand.
"All the memories you have are the complete life you have personally lived. Do these also belong to him?"
Chu Yigui denied Wan Qiu's concerns.
"You were the one who spent this time with Uncle Chu and Aunt Yang. You were also the one who was with Big Brother Chu Zhang and Second Brother Yang Ze. Are the memories before the age of five, before the abduction, really Chu Wanqiu? Or have you forgotten?"
Everyone is selfish.
If he affirmed 'Chu Wanqiu', that would be against his wishes.
"You are Wanqiu, and the person everyone knows is you, or..." Chu Yigui pointed at the book, "From these fragments, how do you know that this Chu Wanqiu is not a person who traveled through the book?"
Wan Qiu's eyes widened.
I was completely shocked by Chu Yigui's words.
"Is...is this possible?" Wan Qiu was so shocked that his tone became unstable.
Chu Yigui was relatively calm: "No one can verify these things anymore. The emotional connection between us is getting better, isn't it?"
Chu Yigui recalled what Wan Qiu had once asked him.
What will happen in the future if Wan Qiu resents Chu Yigui.
"If he is Chu Wanqiu." Chu Yigui held the notebook tightly, "What will be the result? What will be the ending of this book? Can you imagine it?"
Wan Qiu remembered that Wang Yue said that this was a villain.
In all the articles Wan Qiu had read, the villains never had a good ending.
"Uncle Chu and Aunt Yang have been looking forward to Wan Qiu's return. Their expectations have been retaliated by strong malice, and everything will turn into a tragedy."
Wan Qiu couldn't deny it.
"If we are worried, we can try to ask other people what would happen if something like what happened in the book really happened?"
Chu Yigui suggested.
As long as Wan Qiu truly understands that the present time is irreplaceable.
If Wan Qiu understands his importance in this family, and perhaps even in the world of the book, he may no longer question his own existence.
However, Wan Qiu shook his head after careful consideration.
"Even if you don't ask, I know that she is unhappy." That's why Wan Qiu quietly locked all these things up. "No matter what the future holds, she will definitely be sad."
"Yes, this is an indisputable result." Chu Yigui said.
Chu Yigui stared at Wan Qiu, but Wan Qiu was still upset.
"People will move towards the goal of 'better'." Chu Yigui said to Wan Qiu seriously, "Wan Qiu, you are 'better' to everyone."
Wan Qiu hesitated and asked, "Really?"
"yes."
"If I replaced Chu Wanqiu, then I am also..." a substitute.
Wan Qiu hadn't finished speaking when Chu Yigui interrupted him.
"In a world destined to be tragic, a variable can lead to a better outcome, which is not a bad thing."
Chu Yigui knew very well that people are selfish.
Just like him, when choosing between the current Wan Qiu and the Chu Wanqiu in the notebook, there would be no surprises and he would only choose Wan Qiu.
"I chose to end my status as an adopted son for the sake of better things."
Chu Yigui told Wan Qiu very seriously.
"Maybe it's for the better, so you are Wan Qiu, right?"
The autumn is vast and boundless.
"I saw him." Chu Yigui suddenly opened the notebook in his hand again, "This way, not only Wan Qiu knows about his existence, but I know too."
Wan Qiu was stunned, seemingly unable to react.
Chu Yigui smiled and said, "Let's keep this as our secret. The most important thing is now."
Just as it had been before, it would become something they and only they knew.
Even now, these incomplete records are enough to show a worrying, gray world.
This is a future that even the unintelligent Wan Qiu can predict.
If this is really the world in the book...
This is also a real world for them, and no one wants to have a sad ending.
Chu Yigui looked at the book.
A surging undercurrent sank into his eyes, as if it was going to sweep everything away and stop them from emerging.
This is something that has already happened and is from a different world, and it should not be mixed into their reality.
Watching Wan Qiu leave the bedroom, he seemed to have many questions that had not been answered.
But Chu Yigui knew that this was not something that could be solved immediately.
He also needs some time to sort out the situation.
After all, to accept the idea of traveling through a book, one still needs a certain level of mental preparation.
Chu Yigui copied all the contents of Wan Qiu's notebook and told Wan Qiu to write down anything he remembered in his notebook.
Then he can start sorting through the fragments to see if he can restore them to their original correct order.
Even though Chu Yigui appeared very calm from beginning to end, after closing the bedroom door, Chu Yigui leaned against it.
His body slid down little by little, and finally he sat on the ground against the door.
The ground is not cold in winter because of the floor heating.
But his fingertips that touched the notebook were gradually losing temperature.
The coldness spreads from the fingers to the heart.
Wanqiu's notebook was filled with Chu Wanqiu's hatred for him.
Cursing, framing, and secretly beating him were the norm, even after he left the Chu family, forcing him to return to Ran Yongrui.
Because Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu felt guilty about Chu Wanqiu, they were exploited by Chu Wanqiu, who destroyed his high school and cut off his chances of entering university.
The Wanqiu records are only in high school, and there are not enough records for the future.
But just based on these, we can see a glimpse of it.
I had made all the mental preparations and was ready to accept such a 'Chu Wanqiu'.
But now, they have the current Wan Qiu.
Once you truly possess beauty, you can no longer remain indifferent to pain.
If it’s true…
grateful……
Thank you for coming to me.
Chu Yigui quietly hugged himself with both hands.
Even his fingertips were trembling slightly out of fear and relief.
Wan Qiu returned to his bedroom with his notebook in a daze.
Things seemed to be accepted more easily than he had imagined.
Chu Yigui was indeed very smart, had a strong ability to accept things, and would definitely listen carefully to everything he said from beginning to end.
Wan Qiu has told Chu Yigui everything he knows.
From today on, you don't have to be so cautious and tell anyone about these things.
Chu Yigui will listen to him.
The iron box that had been suppressing the pressure was finally illuminated by a tiny ray of sunlight.
The lingering cold air is warmed by the sun.
The moisture and sunlight gradually covered the open box with moss, filling the empty and cold world with vitality.
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