Chapter 169 Diary
The two of them looked back one last time.
Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan sat side by side, and the little boy was playing carefree beside them. In the background was a camp consisting of large vehicles, busy people inside, and the bare mountain.
The two people withdrew their gaze and walked into the light gate.
The large circular square shaped like a clock hand reappeared in their sight, and the scene outside had become a blurry world behind the door.
After coming in, Yu Leng followed their request and tentatively reached out to pull the door. The door of the eighth world was actually pulled and closed with a click like a real door.
This door can actually be closed from the inside? What's the principle behind this?
He tried pushing the door again, but found it was stuck.
I don’t know what was in Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan’s eyes at this moment, but at least from their point of view, World No. 8 had been completely locked, and they were forever trapped in the world behind the door.
It seemed that once the door was closed, it would be irreversible. He became a little frustrated.
He originally thought that staying in the world behind the door was not a feasible idea, they would come and meet them later, and they would continue to walk together.
Now it seems that this is not the case. Before, they just went in and out quickly and did not dare to stay at the door for too long. They had never tried this operation, but the Wheel of Time and Space did not have any mandatory rules for the stay or departure of personnel.
This time, it might really be a farewell forever. Neither of them could ever see each other's future destiny.
Lu Jiamu walked towards the sofa in the middle of the venue: "Don't show that expression, the person is not dead."
"Don't you miss them at all?" Yu Leng stood by the door, a little emotional, "Now there are only two of us left."
Lu Jiamu looked at him and said, "We can no longer count on others to help us. We need to be self-reliant."
"You're right." Yu Leng took a final look at Gate No. 8 and walked towards the center of the circular plaza. "They have already made their choice, and we can't live off others for the rest of our lives."
The letters written by Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan were not sealed. Yu Leng took them out and took a look at them. He felt a little lonely and could only memorize their addresses in his heart.
Lu Jiamu took out the last bit of star sand and said, "In order to give you a better chance of survival in the next world, please take it."
Coleman is gone, and Lu Jiamu is the one who often sells out his teammates, so he really has to start thinking about how to protect himself in the next world.
Yu Leng did not complain like before. He carefully put the two letters away and put them close to his body. He picked up a little star sand and put it into his mouth, then lay down on the sofa.
This time he carefully kept his gaze to the side, without any intention of exploring the unknown area above. Even when he saw the ends of the fibers hanging down from high above like jellyfish tentacles again, he restrained himself from touching them.
He didn't know how long it had been, but in a drowsy state, he vaguely heard a strange voice calling out, "Hello."
"Hello……"
The sound echoed layer by layer, never stopping.
"Hello, hello~"
The strange voice was getting closer and clearer, and its direction was becoming clearer and clearer, as if it was not far away.
Yu Leng was frightened and struggled to look in the direction of the sound.
He was horrified to find that there was a human figure made up of messy lines on the sofa, sitting next to Lu Jiamu.
But strangely, Lu Jiamu seemed unable to see the shadow and had no reaction at all.
The figure seemed to sense his intention: "This is a private contact I took the initiative to make with you. No one can see me except you. This is one of my abilities."
"I've been following you for a long time, but this is the first time we've officially met. It's still hard to find an opportunity to get in touch with you. Should I send you a belated greeting?"
Yu Leng had no idea what this thing was, or why it was "paying attention" to him, so he asked nervously, "Who are you?"
"My name is not important. But if we talk about relationship, I am also your predecessor." The messy figure said, "But now I am trapped in a diary. So you can also call me Diary."
"journal?"
"Yeah." The messy figure nodded and asked, "Now that you know who I am, aren't you curious about how I became like this?"
Although it said it was a diary, Yu Leng still couldn't figure out why this strange thing suddenly appeared. And it didn't seem to have much to do with a diary.
It was too bizarre, so he could only follow it and ask, "How did you become like this?"
The entire body of the diary was made up of chaotic lines, and its face could not be seen at all, but Yu Leng clearly felt that it was grinning at this moment: "Think about whose hands I am in."
There are only two people here. If the diary is not his, whose else could it belong to?
Moreover, Yu Leng has always known that Lu Jiamu has a notebook, and he always looks at it. The other party also said that it is a diary.
Yu Leng looked at it several times at the beginning, but because it was covered with some crazy and confusing lines, and after hearing that it was a relic or something, he walked away muttering "no offense" to himself.
It is easy to imagine who this figure is dissing now.
Yu Leng immediately became alert. He had a hunch that this thing was slandering his companions, although he didn't know what the purpose was.
"You know, if you have any questions, I can ask him directly later."
"Are you a fool?" The figure sneered disdainfully, "If you ask him directly, you won't have any chance at all."
What advantage do you want? It sounds like there's something shady going on.
"What kind of person do you think he is?" The figure was not afraid of him snitching, but instead nonchalantly crossed one leg. "Cold and selfish, have you never felt that way? Your life is not important to him at all. Just like that time, do you think he will go easy on you?"
Strangely, Yu Leng knew which time it was talking about.
It’s the world before last.
Everyone else thought that he knew nothing in his near-death state, but in fact, in that world, he had brief periods of consciousness, although it was always vague and intermittent.
In the occasional moments of clarity, he could always see Lu Jiamu trying to kill him over and over again.
Although Yu Leng also knew that in that environment, killing him would be the greatest mercy that could be given to him, he could not help but sense the cruelty of this man.
When he pinched him, he didn't feel any psychological burden, nor did he have too many emotional ups and downs, as if he was just doing what he thought was the right thing to do, and it had nothing to do with life.
Although Yu Leng knew that he had done nothing wrong and had brought peace to her last moments of life several times, calling him cold-blooded was indeed a very fair assessment.
Occasionally, when Yu Leng faced him and was too close to him, he would instinctively feel a little bit of dying palpitations, thinking of the other person's cold hands.
However, this was not enough to create a rift between Yu Leng and Lu Jiamu. He had decided to keep the matter to himself and never talk about it again. They were still solid teammates.
The messy figure asked again: "Have you really understood him?"
Yu Leng was a little impatient after being prodded: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Diary sighed and looked aside: "Let me tell you, there is actually more than one round of this game. I was originally a participant in the game, but now it has become like this."
"Some people won't tell you the truth." The diary's hand stroked downwards, "But the diary will have the answers you want to know."
What does this mean? There is more than one round of the game. Is he implying that he was a participant in the previous rounds and was harmed by Lu Jiamu?
"I've read the diary." Yu Leng said hesitantly, "I don't understand it at all. You might as well just tell me what you want to say."
"Then read it again." But the diary did not give a direct answer at this time, but just said lightly, "You and I are very similar, and we are very compatible. I hope you will not end up in the same situation as me."
The diss tone in its words became stronger and stronger, and it was clear that it had some secrets.
"Explain it more clearly?"
The lines in the diary are becoming increasingly messy and are gradually breaking and disappearing.
"I just want to take this rare opportunity to tell you: Don't trust anyone in this world. Take care of yourself and be careful."
As it completely disappeared, Yu Leng shuddered and suddenly opened his eyes.
Did he just fall asleep?
He couldn't wait to look in the direction of Lu Jiamu's impression, and saw Lu Jiamu holding a diary and seemed to be reading slowly. There was no one around him and there was no strange figure at all.
So was that just a dream?
But at this moment, some characters were silently drawn on the cover of the diary in a place that only Yu Leng could see: :D
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