Shua la la, Yin Ren spread his limbs and embraced all the diaries into his wings.
In the darkness, translucent black wings extended to every corner of the room. Yin Ren held those notebooks in his arms as if hugging someone.
Maintaining this posture, he spread his wings and felt the writing on the pages.
The diary Zhong Cheng said started on September 1st more than 20 years ago. The diary was very well-preserved. On the first page, it read "Grade 1 (1) - Zhong Cheng Shuo" neatly and neatly. The handwriting was neat and mature, not like a child at all.
Height, weight, and the sentence "I'm fine" appear throughout the diary. On several of the dates, the young Zhong Cheng said he would add additional instructions such as "physical examination today" and "school sports meeting today", mostly related to physical health.
The same is true for his junior high school and high school diaries. There are no hazy fantasies of teenagers, no emotional ups and downs of teenage spirit, and it does not even include any plans related to entrance exams.
His diary always contains the sentence "Everything is normal for me".
Except for three days.
The first time a detailed record appeared was when Zhong Cheng said that one day in the third grade of junior high school.
His parents were really busy. During the summer vacation, Zhong Cheng said he went to attend a training class in another place. I don’t know whether the food in the training class is good or bad. The person in charge always likes to order some fast food such as fried chicken burgers. The students who participated in the training increased their grades and weight.
Except Zhong Cheng said.
[Eating properly is good for all living things.]
[Also, this is a bit unnatural, I need to have a regular schedule.]
At that time, he lived in a four-person dormitory at the university, and it was inevitable to change clothes in front of his roommates. As for his three roommates, one weighed as much as a pair of ribs and the other weighed almost three hundred pounds. There is only one with a normal body shape, and it is also a common "normal" - the figure is relatively well-proportioned, but it has nothing to do with "strong".
He entered University A with nearly perfect scores and was about to become an adult.
Zhong Cheng, who wants glasses without glasses and abdominal muscles, said he was noticed quickly. Some people will inquire intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to know if he is taking advantage of any sports events to go too far.
The third time detailed records appeared was one day during Zhong Cheng's freshman year.
[Everything is fine with me.]
[Also, this is a bit unnatural, I need to eat properly.]
Zhong Chengshuo wrote this when he is about to become a third grade student.
The second time a detailed record appeared was when Zhong Cheng said it was a day in his sophomore year of high school.
After reviewing the events in a concise and concise manner, Zhong Chengshuo wrote this.
According to Zhong Chengshuo's record on the cover, he was admitted to the best high school in Haigu City.
He stood out among a group of fat boys and girls. He eats, lives, attends classes and rests together with other children. His food intake is quite satisfactory, but his weight has not fluctuated at all. Children are sensitive [gǎn], and they are indispensable to discuss and envy such strange things.
[A regular schedule is good for all living things.]
Yin Ren had heard about this key high school. In order to get into a good university, students start working hard in their sophomore year of high school. Not counting getting up early for morning exercises, the boys and girls study from 7 a.m. to 10 p.m. for self-study, and most of them go back to the dormitory to study late at night. After midnight, at least four-fifths of the dormitory windows still have light.
Like most top students, he gets up at 5:30 to memorize vocabulary words and goes to bed at 0:30 at night. As a result, the skin around his eyes was not black and blue, but his skin was surprisingly good.
[Everything is fine with me.]
Even if the students are young and resistant, such high-intensity study will still consume their energy. In key classes, dark circles of varying shades are standard for students.
His grades are among the best, and his physical condition is amazing. From time to time, classmates will come to inquire about what health pills he takes or what skin care products he uses.
The only exception is Zhong Chengshuo, who is number one in grade.
The fat roommate in the same dormitory often asked him for advice on "how to lose fat and gain muscle."
[Everything is fine with me.]
[Also, this is a bit unnatural. I need a pair of glasses and moderate exercise.]
[Moderate exercise is good for all living things.]
Yin Ren hugged the pages. For a moment, he was not sure whether he understood the meaning of these words.
Ordinary people will achieve a healthy and beautiful body through healthy eating, regular work and rest, and moderate fitness. But when Zhong Cheng said this, the process was subtly reversed -
To explain that healthy and beautiful body, Zhong Cheng said that he needs to rely on these measures to "give the reason."
If someone else did these things, Yin Ren would consider the possibility "for the sake of being gregarious." But that's what Zhong Cheng said. Let alone the pursuit of being gregarious, whether that guy can think of "being gregarious through this method" is a question.
What's more, he is very keen on perseverance and obviously cares about his physical health.
What’s even more chilling is that, except for the most recent period, these diaries never leave a single day, running through Zhong Chengshuo’s entire life after the first grade of elementary school.
That person's mysophobia was formed from "hygiene and health-related" in elementary school to "animal pathology" in graduate school.
Zhong Cheng said that he did not have detailed records, but after every influenza or epidemic, he would write down a few sentences summarizing the need to maintain hygiene. Not to mention bleeding and injuries. If he hadn't known Zhong Cheng, Yin Ren would have thought that the owner of the diary was the most fearful person in the world.
No illness, no accidents. Zhong Cheng said that growing up in a standard way can be used as a textbook model of healthy human beings.
His height and weight are increasing, and important activities that affect his health will be recorded, with the phrase "I am fine", which is so regular that it is boring.
The closer the time is to now, the stronger the presence of "Yin Ren" is.
[Everything is fine with me.]
[When Yin Ren made a shooting gesture towards me, my heartbeat accelerated for no reason and my body temperature increased.][Everything is normal for me.]
[When in contact with Yin Ren, the heartbeat and body temperature will still be disordered for no reason.]
[Everything is fine with me.]
[I have the urge to get close to Yin Ren, but when I want to get close, I feel a slight feeling of repulsion. But I think, I really like him.]
Yin Ren couldn't read any more.
Zhong Cheng's records are calm and straightforward. He does not hesitate to use the word "like", which is always accompanied by "heartbeat speeding" or "unconscious attraction". But at this time, they turned into sharp nails one after another, hammering into Yin Ren's heart one by one.
In more than 20 years and nearly 10,000 diaries, there is only one sentence that has nothing to do with "health".
[I hope we can get to the end smoothly. For the first time, I want to tell others the truth.]
On the day they confirmed their relationship, Zhong Cheng said this.
The huge monster curled up in the underground space. Amidst the slapping sound of its wings, Yin Ren buried his face deeply into the paper.
The pain in my heart was unbearable.
Thousands of years ago, he could control thousands of evil creatures. But at this moment, he couldn't even control his sore eyes.
Ever since Zhong Cheng disappeared in front of him, Yin Ren almost immediately put on the mask of "Great Heavenly Master Zhong Yi". In order to find ways to recapture Zhong Chengshuo, he must show absolute strength and a tough stance.
Maybe the only person who really knows his true nature is this person who "wants to go to the end smoothly with him."
He's not at all majestic, and he's not that tough at all.
"Zhong Cheng said..."
Yin Ren gritted his teeth. He tried not to think about the neat and pure "likes" and forced himself to return to reality.
Zhong Cheng said he left the records and said he hoped to get them himself. I'm afraid this is more than a simple "delivery of relics". These diaries cannot be directly transferred to Shi'an.
Rather than simply recording life, that person is more like carefully "raising" and observing himself.
It's like an observation diary of a rare animal.
Zhong Cheng said, is he really just an ordinary human being
Yin Ren grasped the papers tightly, pain mixed with a hint of hope, making his chest feel tight. This man was elusive when alive and even more mysterious after death.
When he finds Zhong Chengshuo, will all these mysteries be answered
In the dark space, a small screen lit up.
The background picture is still "Zhong Cheng said he was wearing a nightcap and yawning", which Yin Ren secretly took one early morning and has not replaced it now. The Ghost King quietly held the books of time left by that person in the world, typing quietly with his hands.
[Fruit Knife: I received your gift]
[Fruit Knife: I have new clues and will find you as soon as possible]
[Fruit Knife: I should tell you a few more times, I really like you. I have never felt so uncomfortable before when I grow up to this size! [beat]]
[Fruit Knife: Why don’t you believe this? If you believe it, you can definitely come back]
[Fruit Knife: Say something back to me]
Yin Ren waited for half an hour facing the light.
Half an hour later, he packed up his things and left the darkness.
Haigu People's Hospital.
Huang Jin lit a cigarette and sat near the hospital flower bed.
He still couldn't get used to smoking, so he could only hold it in his hand. Blue-gray smoke curled up, and Huang Jin's thoughts wandered around -
At this point, the situation of everyone in the nine groups has been determined.
Lu Xiaohe was already lame. When she was attacked, she was closest to Fu Xingchuan and was the least injured among all the scientific posts. Her internal organs and bones were intact and she had only a minor concussion on her head. After the skin wounds were sutured, Lu Xiaohe woke up soon.
After waking up, she kept looking at the ceiling with a dull face.
The personnel in other branches were even worse, and they were all still in a coma.
Ge Tingting's mental impact was even greater. When she joined Shi'an, she had been undergoing psychotherapy for a long time. Zhong Cheng, whom I met this time, said she was brutally shot in front of her. She is still shaking and unable to recover.
This time there was such a big safety accident in Shi'an, and Fu Xingchuan was demoted to the bottom. If he proposes to be transferred from Group 9 now, Shi'an will probably not refuse...
Huang Jin lowered his eyes. He didn't know why, but this time he couldn't feel any relief when he thought about it.
Huang Jin took a deep breath and put out the cigarette he had only smoked a few times. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the hospital, he saw a giant mosaic pulling a suitcase and heading towards the hospital gate quickly.
When passing by Huang Jinshi, the mosaic named "Yin Ren" moved, as if it was saluting.
"Starting today, I'm going to live here."
(End of chapter)