He curled his lips slightly, thinking that he was being too suspicious. In this situation, even if a god came, he would not be able to turn the situation around.
After thinking about it, he turned around and left the cave, walking towards his tree house.
Back in his room, he flipped through a notebook before going to bed as usual.
It's called a note, but it's more like...
It's more like Suixue's investigation data.
The entire notebook is made of the finest lotus leaves, and every page is filled with the fragrance of lotus.
The homepage showed Sui Xue reaching out to him under the starry sky when she was seven years old.
Delicate brushwork and elegant strokes.
Mieming has a very good brain. As long as he is willing to learn, he can become a master in any field, including painting.
Not only the cover, but almost every page of the notebook is filled with drawings of Sui Xue.
From seven to seventeen years old.
There are all kinds of snow.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, every frown and smile.
There are even...
He narrowed his eyes and turned to the page where Sui Xue was about eight years old.
As usual, I began to read the letter she wrote to me that year.
The contents of the letters were all similar, consisting of little girls nagging and begging for hugs.
But when I think of what Sui Xue said to me today.
[Not someone around me anymore]
He suddenly felt a surge of anger.
Although he knew that the Sui Xue who said this was not the same Sui Xue he wanted.
But he still hates it.
I hate it so much.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but light the tinder and began to burn the letters she had written to him that year.
Since the old friend is no longer an old friend.
Then there is no need to keep these obsessions.
But just as he was burning it, an accident happened.
The letter suddenly began to turn into a hard black color.
The original black words disappeared, and instead a line of red words slowly emerged on the charcoal-colored letter paper.
Mieming's pupils suddenly shrank.
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