Chapter 1

The light turned red and a light green taxi stopped steadily behind the line.

The driver kept looking at the passenger in the back seat. She was in her early twenties and had her head lowered. Her shoulder-length black hair hung down in a mess. From his angle, he could only make out the curve of her nose.

"Sister, are you really okay?" The driver glanced at the girl's blue and white striped hospital gown and began to regret that he had accepted this order on impulse. Could this person have really escaped from the hospital?

Looking at the bag in her hand, is there something wrong with her mind? I took her over without thinking. If she gets sick and hurts someone, will I be held responsible?

The more he thought about it, the heavier his expression became.

Song Zhiyi didn't know that she had become a time bomb in the driver's eyes. Recalling the lies she had made up before, she quickly replied: "Nothing, I'm just in a hurry to deliver medicine to my sister. If possible, can you go faster?"

She smiled up at the driver, her pair of black and white deer eyes were moist and made her look particularly sincere.

Just then, the yellow light flashed, and the driver finally gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, madly testing the edge of the speed limit.

Who cares whether she is a mental patient or not? I am just a taxi driver.

…

Song Zhiyi soon arrived at her destination, near Huaxing Entertainment Company.

But the most important thing now is to find a place to clarify what happened in the past few days.

She looked around, found a bench under the shade of a tree and sat down, then took out a blue hard-cover notebook from the canvas bag on her back.

Sensing her gaze, two lines of golden words suddenly appeared on the plain navy blue cover:

Raising a canary

Character Card

This is what she got from her "dream".

About five days ago, she fell into a coma of unknown cause and could not be awakened. It was also during these five days that she had a long and bizarre dream, so bizarre that it directly shook her worldview.

In the dream, there was a huge screen playing a "movie" in which the protagonist was his twin brother Song Zhiyu.

The story of the film begins in midsummer and ends in late spring, which lasts for a full ten months. At the end of the story, Song Zhiyu finally loses his love, jumps off the roof, and explodes into a bloody mosaic.

Honestly, maybe she knew she was dreaming, or maybe she didn’t want to believe that her brother was a hard-core lover, but after seeing “Song Zhiyu” jump to his death, the first thought in her mind was “Fortunately, no innocent passersby were hit.”

When she woke up from her dream, her roommate told her that she had been in a coma for five days. Of course, this was not enough to shake her worldview. What really shook her was this glowing notebook.

It's rare for a notebook to glow, but it's not strange. However, only you can see the contents of this notebook.

Once she discovered this, her worldview went from indestructible to precarious.

She also remembered the origin of this notebook on her way from the hospital.

After the video in the dream finished playing, a golden ball of light floated out from the screen, but the ball of light was only halfway through its words when the dream began to shake and collapse. In the chaos, she only had time to grab a handful of the ball of light.

Now that I think about it, the golden light emitted by this strange character card book is indeed very similar to that ball of light.

And the half sentence said by the light ball.

"Song Zhiyu, this is your...your what? Future? Ending? Or destiny? Really, you will get retribution if you say half of it!"

Song Zhiyi sighed, leaned back, and his dark pupils reflected the sunlight that was cut into pieces by the branches and leaves.

No matter what the ball of light wanted to say, one thing was certain: perhaps its target was not herself, but her younger brother, Song Zhiyu.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyi kept leaning back, raised the notebook in front of her eyes and opened it.

Who is he: Song Zhiyu

Where is he from: Yasukawa City

[……

[His past: Born 23 years ago; ate sheep dung by mistake at the age of one; was teased when he tried to catch a chicken at the age of three; was pushed on a swing by his sister at the age of five, and landed perfectly in a headfirst position... Entered the entertainment industry at the age of 20... Met Lin Xiaofeng at the age of 23... Jumped off a building and committed suicide due to love injury]

Some of these life trajectories, even her own sister has forgotten, but they are recorded in this personal profile card book in great detail. From the time she met Lin Xiaofeng at the age of 23, all subsequent developments were exactly the same as in that weird dream, including the way he died.

But deep down she still didn't want to believe that this was her brother's fate -

Although this life trajectory is detailed, there are still many details that need to be scrutinized.

For example, Song Zhiyu frequently and boldly expressed his love to Lin Xiaofeng on Weibo in the later period. She dared to guarantee that if Song Zhiyu dared to do such a thing, his old father's agent would definitely take over his account at the first time.

Furthermore, in order to support Lin Xiaofeng, he spent a lot of money to pave the way for her.

If you want to spend money to build a road, you must have money first, right? It is known that all of Song Zhiyu's big money is in her hands, and it is also known that she would not give her prodigal brother more pocket money for such a reason, so the question is, where does he get the money?

Song Zhiyi sat up straight and carefully flipped through Song Zhiyu's character card again. Finally, he found the word "sister" from a corner, "Sister Song Zhiyi was kidnapped and killed when she was six years old."

What a vicious setting, and he even dared to curse her! Song Zhiyi closed the character card book with a snap and gave it a middle finger.

Now that we have figured out what's going on, it's time to catch my brother.

Song Zhiyi stood up, stuffed the personal profile card into a white canvas bag printed with "Anchuan Mental Health Center", and followed the navigation towards Huaxing Entertainment Company with a heroic and confident look.

Then he was ruthlessly blocked outside by the cold-faced security guard.

The bench was occupied in a short while, and Song Zhiyi could only squat beside the nearby flowerbed. She realized belatedly that she should at least change her clothes. It was all Song Zhiyu's fault. Why did he send her to the hospital for no reason?

She was cursing in her heart and didn't realize that after sleeping for five days, she would have died if she hadn't been taken to the hospital.

Entering WeChat, on the friend chat page with the note "Shuizhuyu", the latest message was sent an hour ago, saying that there was some work to deal with and he had to go back to the company first.

Further up, there were the various messages that Song Zhiyu had been mumbling about during the five days she had been in a coma, as well as his collapse over the unknown cause of her coma.

"You talk too much." Song Zhiyi complained, with a curled mouth, and clicked on the voice call to make the call.

No one answered, and there seemed to be a tiny ringing in my ear.

Song Zhiyi looked over and hung up the phone hesitantly.

The ringing stopped and she dialed again, turning down the volume of the phone. The familiar ringtone rang again.

It's not an illusion.

*

There are no people in the alleys and blind spots for surveillance.

The tall young man with dyed brown hair leaned against the wall with his right hand, staring at the frightened woman in front of him with serious eyes. He curled his lips into an evil smile and uttered a low bubbling sound.

"Lin Xiaofeng? I have to say, I do have a little interest in you, little guy."

"Mr. Song, did you misunderstand something?" Lin Xiaofeng's cheeks turned red and he was at a loss.

"Misunderstanding? Ha, can you really hide your little trick from me?" Song Zhiyu's eyes were red, he bent slightly, and the tips of their noses were almost touching, "Woman..."

"Song Zhiyu, are you itching again?"

A furious roar came from his dantian, shaking both of them.

That roar naturally belonged to Song Zhiyi.

She followed the ringing sound and came over. She saw her brother with red eyes, pressing a little girl whose face she couldn't see clearly into the corner of the wall.

It was the same plot as what she saw in her dream. According to the development in the dream, this should be the first time he and the heroine Lin Xiaofeng met, but in Song Zhiyi's eyes, her brother was just a hooligan who was going to go to the police station!

Song Zhiyi trotted a few steps and saw that Song Zhiyu was still shamelessly pressing against the girl's wall. She was so angry that she pulled his hand off and said angrily, "Now that you've grown wings, you've stopped being a star and become a gangster, right?"

She looked up and wanted to say something, but she unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes filled with tears, and all the words she wanted to say remained in her mouth.

She was very familiar with that look. From childhood to adulthood, he always had that look every time he was forced to perform a show, but never once was he so frightened and terrified like this moment.

He was asking her for help.

*

In the coffee shop, Lin Xiaofeng took a sip of the hot milk tea and looked at the two siblings in front of him who looked 60% similar, his eyes dodging.

"I understand what you mean. Don't worry, if it's a misunderstanding, I won't tell anyone."

"That's not what I meant." It sounded like they were threatening her. Song Zhiyi, still wearing her hospital gown, awkwardly clenched her notebook and then released it, explaining in vain, "My brother, his brain isn't very clear..."

[How can I explain this? Otherwise, I should tell her that Song Zhiyu was bitten by a chicken when he was a child and his brain got damaged? ]

Song Zhiyi had a sad face. Although she didn't have time to ask her brother what was going on, she understood after just a few glances that he was probably forced to do what he did just now.

There is a 99% chance that it is related to the strange dream she had.

"Cough cough..." Lin Xiaofeng was choked and coughed loudly.

"Are you okay?" Song Zhiyi hurriedly picked up the tissue and handed it to her.

"Thank you, cough cough... Thank you." Lin Xiaofeng covered her mouth with a tissue and coughed for a while before stopping. She said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I seemed to hear some strange noises just now. Did you hear them?"

Seeing her looking at him, Song Zhiyu leaned back as if he had seen a ferocious beast. He shook his head awkwardly after being slapped by his sister.

Song Zhiyi also smiled and said, "I didn't hear any sound."

"Maybe it's an auditory hallucination." Yes, being pecked by a chicken or something, how could it be real? Lin Xiaofeng blinked and asked tentatively, "You just said that Teacher Song's mind is sometimes unclear, may I know the reason?"

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Song Zhiyi put on a business smile, and her eyes accidentally glanced at the half-drunk milk tea. Her smile deepened a little, and she said sincerely: "This is not very glorious to say, but of course, since you asked, I must tell you."

"My little brother, he's drunk."