Fudao Bookstore, Lu Weiwei has never been here since Lin Chen disappeared.

When I opened the glass shop door, I saw white in front of me, and the furniture was covered with a layer of white cloth. I pulled it slightly, and the dust on it fluttered like a tiny elves.

The dust is noisy and the interior is quiet.

The deer's slightly white fingers left slender fingerprints on the stair railings.

Whether it is rented or sold, this place can bring her rich rewards, but she has been emptying it over the years and never paid attention to it.

Now that she is back, it is also an opportunity. She wants to pack up the things here and take them back to the Yanxi River Bank to put them on.

As for this place...

Lu Weiwei looked at the dusty window, looked at the withered potted plants, pushed open the door, and saw the book, the pen, the traces that had not been too late to clean up.

This place should be closed.

She felt that Lin Chen would never come back.

Just like a movie without an ending, everything happens in front of you, but suddenly drops off the screen and doesn't give the audience a definite answer.

At first, she was confused, painful, and tormented by the fact that he killed his father...

Later, she wandered, entangled, and tortured herself between hating him or forgiving him...

Later, he never came back, so all her emotions could not be fulfilled, and hatred or forgiveness gradually lost its meaning.

He even disappeared, who did she hate and who would she forgive?

She has no object to vent!

Sometimes I even wonder if he is dead? He died in a place she didn't know, otherwise, how could there be no news!

Thinking of this, Lu Weiwei suddenly became powerless.

Even if her career is booming and thriving now, she cannot wash away the despair wrapped in this moment.

Lu Wei closed her eyes slightly and exhale slowly, as if she had accepted her fate. When she opened her eyes, she had returned to peace. She stacked up the things in the room and moved them into the storage box.

On the table, in the drawer, on the bookshelf... When I picked up the pillow, I felt something under the pillowcase, I reached into the pillowcase and took out a thick notepad.

Lu Wei was stunned.

She recognized this thing.

This is a notepad that Lin Chen never leaves. There was a time when she thought she was writing a diary, but later she found that he wrote less and read more.

Who can read their diary every day if you have nothing to do?

Lu Weiwei felt that she had guessed wrongly, it should not be a diary.

Whether it is true or not, now the notepad is in her hand, and you can tell when you open it.

The deer gently rubbed the old leather cover, pondered for a moment, and finally opened the first page.

What comes to your eye is the date of the first line.

Is it a diary?

...But the date is not right. Is it Lin Chen's typo? This year will be in the next few years.

Turning back, the time marked on each page is not coherent. Some are a few years apart, some are a few months apart, and even jump back and forth, with no rules at all, just like the diary writing wherever you think.

Lu Weiwei starts looking at it from the first page.

"The meteorite crash caused an abnormal magnetic field in area K. All the people sent were sent to go and never return. ZF recruited volunteers. Professor M is the leader of the volunteer team. He was Lu Qinglin's teacher. In order to further obtain clues about Lu, I joined the volunteer team..."

Lu frowned slightly. The text was written very sloppy, with various vocabulary and English in the middle. She looked back and forth several times before she could figure out the meaning of the text, but she didn't understand it again with the date.

What does this mean? What volunteer team?

She continued to look down.

"After entering the K area, we lost our direction, some people were separated from the team, and some suddenly lost their memory... The situation happened frequently... The professor monitored the chaotic ion flow and speculated that there was a power of time backtracking here, but in the process of finding the exit, the professor gradually became unconscious and became stupid..."

The things described in the notepad were too incredible. Lu Weiwei turned another page anxiously, wanting to see what happened to Lin Chen in the end, but the time suddenly jumped forward for two years. Lin Chen wrote: "She accepted my proposal..."
Chapter completed!