C16 Mo Yuhan's Notebook

Strangely, we didn't find Mo Yuhan's file. We searched through the shelves three, four years ago. Yang Yang looked a little disappointed. After all, he was sure that he would find some clues here, and looking at the situation now, it seemed like he was going to fail.

I patted his shoulder in consolation. "It's fine. We'll think of another way."

"That shouldn't be …" Yang Yang muttered to himself as he pondered in distress.

"Since we don't have any leads, let's get out of here first. If someone comes in, we'll be in trouble." After all, Chu Yi was still a girl. She was scared while staying in the library at night. Not bad, she looked really bad.

As we backed out of the archive, we caught a glimpse of light out of the corner of our eye.

I made a silencing gesture and pointed to the light.

The two of them nodded. Avoiding the light, we carefully tiptoed towards the door.

Ignoring all else, when we got closer, we found out that this person was dressed in a security uniform. If we were locked inside, we wouldn't be able to get out, so we had no choice but to take the risk and escape while he was checking if there was anyone inside.

With the bookshelves blocking our view, we easily avoided the light of the flashlight as he made his way into the library.

In my mind, I was walking along the route, using the moonlight that seeped in through the window. I didn't expect Yang Yang to accidentally bump into the bookshelf and make such a loud noise. If it was during the day, I wouldn't have been noticed, but right now, it was the early morning and the sudden noise had already caught the attention of the security guards.

He turned and shouted, "Who!?"

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, I made a decision and made a running gesture. I turned around and ran. The two of them followed behind me and I managed to keep up with Chu Yi.

But at that moment, a black book was stuck between the two books on the bookshelf. The book had been pulled out halfway and just happened to be touched by me, and as I fell, I reflexively caught it. At that moment, my mind went blank, and then I lost consciousness.

In the darkness, I fell into a state of chaos. A few inexplicable fragments rushed into my brain, repelling these foreign objects. However, I was unable to resist them, causing me to have a constant headache.

The avatar was about to split open, and I didn't bother to cover my head with my hands as I waited for the pain to subside.

When I opened my eyes again, the unfamiliar ceiling was in sight, and I was about to sit up when I noticed that I was holding something in my hand, the book that had made me faint. I looked at the cover, but it wasn't what I thought it was.

Chu Yi just happened to walk in, she touched my forehead and was finally relieved, and rebuked, "An Ran, how are you feeling now? "You suddenly fainted and scared us."

"It's nothing, I have a headache. Where is this?" Are you all right? We Were Yesterday... How did he escape? " Seeing that she was fine, I heaved a sigh of relief. After which, I started to ask a series of questions.

"We're at Yang Yang's house. He went to buy breakfast, so everything is fine. The one who should be worried isn't us but you. You who suddenly fainted. Seeing that you've lost your consciousness, we ran back with you on our backs. When we came out, I casually locked the door, and locked that person inside. When he came out, we had already left, but luckily we were able to escape after locking the door. " While talking, Chu Yi looked at me worriedly, worried that my body wouldn't dare to speak.

"I'm fine …" "It's not a big problem, I'm a bit hungry. Chu Yi, help me cook the porridge."

She did as she was told and Yang Yang also didn't come back. I flipped through the black notebook in my hands. On the first page, there was a name written on it.

When I saw it, it was like I was struck by lightning. I couldn't find it anywhere, but when I escaped, I bumped into a notebook that belonged to Mo Yuhan.

Mo Yuhan's calligraphy was very delicate and pretty, and his calligraphy was very fitting. Presumably, it wasn't too bad either, even if it was alive.

January 1st

"..."

The obvious method of writing in my diary on the first page allowed me to confirm that this was a diary from before Mo Yuhe died. There might be clues in the diary. Thinking of this, I focused on flipping through it.

Like most people, Mo Yuhan's diary is also a bookkeeping account. Some of the more trivial daily affairs of his family's school have caused me to be somewhat disappointed.

After reading a few pages seriously, I lost interest. I quickly flipped through ten lines. After flipping through them, I discovered something strange.

Before, it had been a normal diary, but now it was filled with 'hatred' and 'death'.

All these changes occurred on May 21. In addition to these two words, there were some completely incomprehensible symbols.

Unable to find any useful clues, I patiently looked through her diary again.

I concealed from them the discovery of Mo Yuhan's diary, and I don't know what it was like, but I kept my mouth shut.

Yang Yang sighed helplessly, "I didn't expect An Ran to be so thin, I didn't expect her to be so heavy."

"He's a man after all, it wouldn't be normal if he was light." Yang Yang brought back soy milk steaming, fragrant smell, soaked in fried dough sticks, we eat while chatting.

"Heh, you really killed me. Even Chu Yi can't carry you. Bringing you back here took half of my life. "It's a pity I didn't find any useful clues." Yang Yang snatched a piece of youtiao and rolled his eyes at me.

"Take your time, maybe we should go to Mo Yuhan's house again." I rubbed my chin.

"Don't think too much into it, why did you suddenly faint? Why don't you go to the hospital for an examination?" Chu Yi knocked on my head, pouting as she spoke.

"I'm fine, it was an accident." I raised my hand in surrender.

We chatted for a while. We didn't have any leads or anything worth discussing, so we went our separate ways.

There was no one at home, so I didn't have to rack my brains to think about how to explain the problem of staying the night. A girl like Chu Yi could even be said to have gone to a classmate's house for the night.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, he took out his diary and once again paused on May 21.

From her diary, it was easy to see that Mo Yuhan was still a gentle girl when she was alive. It seems that something happened on May 21st that caused her character to change drastically.

Every word of 'hate' and 'death' was written with great force, and sometimes it even used too much force to cut the paper.

I frowned. It seemed that how Mo Yuhan died was the crux of the matter.

My intuition told me that I should go to her house and have a look. If I could enter her bedroom, I would definitely leave behind traces of some huge incident that happened to me. Perhaps, I might be able to find some new clues.