I was stunned.

"There is something wrong with the blog? What can I do?"

It was only when I left that I swiped the phone screen and jumped directly to three-quarters of the directory.

"The most obvious thing is that the title of the diary has changed since a year and a half ago."

I looked at my phone, and sure enough, the previous title format of the blog was "100,000 Reasons for Like Mr. He" followed by the date of the day. Since July 6 last year, the title of the blog was deleted, leaving only simple dates such as 7/6 and 7/7.

The content of the diary has also changed a lot. The dot-column notation method that wraps numbers is no longer used, and it is often concluded in a few sentences.

【7/6】

【Mr. He and I are separated.】

【7/7】

[I passed by a fried chestnut stall that I liked to eat. Although I was told not to eat too much, it doesn’t matter if I can eat it casually now.]

【7/8】

[The street lights are changing. I used to accompany Mr. He. Now Mr. He has to cross the road by himself. As before, he follows the crowd crossing the road.]

【7/9】

【The backpack that I carried for two years was broken and failed to repair.】

【7/10】

【Trying to smoke a cigarette, I was choked and I can no longer smoke.】

【7/11】

[The construction of Heqiao is now. I have to go home from the original road. Although it is much closer, there are too many traffic lights along the road]

Shi Zuocai's voice sounded in my ears:

"The date of breaking up between the owner of the diary and Mr. He was a year and a half ago, which coincided with the time when He Yu took off his engagement ring. The strangest thing is that about five hundred days have passed since the two broke up, and the diary is still being updated..."

"etc!"

I interrupted him and teased:

"Detective Shi, you're too preconceived? Although I have said that this blog was discovered by me searching He Yu's name, there is no place in the diary that can prove that the 'Mr. He's really He Yu' is, right? Even if the date of breakup coincides with the date of taking off the wedding ring, it may be accidental, and it's more likely that you remembered it..."

Shi Zuo glanced at me lightly and said:

"I did not really record the specific date when He Yu took off his wedding ring, but the memory can be verified by the contents of the diary."

He slid his finger casually and clicked into the first few diaries he had browsed quickly.

【100,000 Reasons to Like Mr. He 10/11】

【#1122#Mr. He is going on a business trip tomorrow, which lasts for three days. Because I was worried that I would not eat well and take medicine, I put all kinds of sticky notes on the refrigerator, wardrobe and bedside table at home. Mr. He is really a considerate man.】

Shi Zuo pointed at this line and said:

"Two years ago, October 11 was a teacher exchange meeting jointly held by Beijing Normal University and Guangzhou. Several teachers from Hinakura went to Beijing to attend classes. What happened to them?"

My memory has revived a little:

"You said that, I do remember that at that time, our class also invited the internship teacher from Yinggao next door to serve as a substitute. He was quite beautiful..."

At that time, the left flipped down again.

【100,000 Reasons to Like Mr. He 3/14】

【#1611#Mr. He hasn't gone back to his room to sleep recently. He heard that he was correcting the test papers for the entire grade. He was afraid that the children would forget everything they learned during the winter vacation. I asked him if other math teachers would be so busy, and he said no. The three high school math teachers in the entire grade, only he took the initiative to ask for the test for the students. I joked with him: The children must hate you so much, and he smiled and didn't say anything. But this is really thankless! Sometimes I really admire his sense of responsibility...]

Seeing this, my face suddenly became bitter.

"So, the only one in our grade is He Yu..." My previous class once gave him the title of "He Demon King" because of the basic exam.

Shi Zuo nodded and turned back to the part that the two had just broken up a year and a half ago.

【7/11】

[The construction of Heqiao is now. I have to go home from the original road. Although it is much closer, there are too many traffic lights along the road]

"This diary was a year and a half ago. Heqiao was just south of our school, and less than a kilometer passed through the school gate."

"I know! I pass by after school every day!" I answered:

"So I also know that there was indeed road construction on the other end of Heqiao last year, and I had been working hard for almost two months..."

Shi Zuo handed me his phone back and said calmly:

"A perfectly matched time point may be called accident. But being able to match multiple time points is enough to prove Mr. He's identity in the article."

I was silent for a while, but this was not what I was thinking about.

"I said to Master Cai..." I swallowed:

"I watched you swipe your phone, and you only glanced at those logs. Why do you remember clearly what each article is and where it is?"

Shi Zuo seemed to be asked by this question. He looked up at me with some confusion.

"Is there any problem?"

"Did you think that it is a special feature that everyone has?" I twitched the corners of my mouth.

Shi Zuocai's brows frowned even tighter, and hesitated for a long time:

"I thought you were the only one who wasn't."

I was speechless. People were so angry that I decided to give up and bring humiliation to myself.

"Back to the point, you said there is something wrong with this blog, so where is the problem?"

"I have said that it has been nearly five hundred days since they broke up."

"Then what?"

“But the diary is still being written.”

I lowered my head and glanced at my phone a few more times. Since I called this woman breaking up with He Yu a year and a half ago, the diary I wrote was mostly self-pitying and sad about spring and autumn. It was really not much fun, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.

All the records are trivial matters in life, revealing negative images such as loss, sadness, aging, loneliness, etc. After reading for a long time, people even feel a bit depressed.

"So what?"

Shi Zuocai shook his head, paused, and said:

“Too long.”

"Ha?" I didn't understand.

"This person has been sad for too long."

"So what?" I muttered: "Everyone's love-breaking recovery period is different, it's not surprising that it's long at all?"

When Zuo shook his head:

"It is impossible. Even if it is canned Coke, the shelf life will be only half a year; even if it is honey that claims to never expire, it will be put into a jar and placed in a supermarket for sale, the shelf life will not exceed one year."

"But that's love."

"Love will only be shorter." Shi Zuo said firmly.

I'm a little confused:

"No matter what, what messy shelf life are you talking about... these time of love is nothing to do with people, right?"

Shi Zuocai ignored me and rubbed his eyebrows on his own and said something like "too long" or "too strange".

I sighed and patted him on the shoulder:

"Talented, it's not me that I'm talking about you... Not everyone lives like a robot like you, with a rational mind... The sentimental person broke up, it's nothing that I've been sad for a year or two..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Zuo suddenly stood up and began to pack his schoolbag.

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

"Go to the Internet cafe." Zuo picked up his schoolbag:

"I want to find out the owner of this blog."

I was stunned: "What did you say?"

"I want to find out the owner of this blog." Shi Zuo Cai mechanically repeated: "I want to understand why this person is sad for so long."

I widened my eyes, and was as surprised as seeing Mars hitting the earth. I hurriedly stood up and held him down:

"You calm down first, isn't this like you? When will you be interested in this kind of gossip?"

Shi Zuo was stunned for a moment, and then slowly frowned.

I felt like I mentioned the key to the problem - even he himself didn't know when his state of mind changed.

"Anyway, I can't go home tonight...to be used as a killing time."

I bet this guy is trying to convince himself.

But I could no longer stop him. He crossed the aisle and walked straight out of the classroom door. I suddenly realized:

"Hey, Acai, have you finished the make-up test paper?"

I gritted my teeth and stuffed a blank paper on the table into my schoolbag.
Chapter completed!