Downstairs in the apartment, Gu Yang kept thinking about this problem in his mind. Sometimes he would stand still as he walked, and sometimes he would feel obsessed and in agony because he was racking his brains.
The reason for this is that Gu Yang had a strong premonition in his heart.
This strange smell may be the breakthrough of all problems.
At this moment, the mailbox suddenly trembled twice. Gu Yang was immediately alert, took it out and held it in his hand. But strangely, there was no hint in his brain.
"What's going on?"
You must know that in the past, as long as the mailbox trembled at this time, I would get more or less reminders in my brain.
A little disappointed and a little regretful.
I really want to rush upstairs and ask Qiu Jianlin face to face.
But reality is impossible.
This time it is not like the male protagonist Song Hui in the first mission. He can find a good excuse for himself to get close to him.
This time it didn't work at all. The protagonist I contacted was a rich second generation. He seemed to lack nothing but love. But Gu Yang couldn't just give him care and love for no reason, right?
Tracing the source: Lord of Nightmares, progress 48%.
Processed library: An eye for an eye, the severed hand by the bedside.
......
The traceability progress increased from the previous 33% to 48%, an unprecedented increase.
"Sure enough, my hunch was right, that smell must be the breakthrough in this matter." Gu Yang couldn't help but secretly thought.
I looked at the physical attributes on the panel again.
Gu Yang believed that after all the integration this time, the 'Eye of Gazing' should be promoted to the 'intermediate level', but he did not do that.
Anyway, the ‘primary’ gaze eye is also very useful and will not be affected.
"Keep it for now!"
Next, Gu Yang thought of a weird trick!
"My 'gazing eyes' are not for display!"
He snorted coldly and walked towards the dining hall of Yunnan University Students.
From a distance, he could already smell the strong fragrance, and he had a lot of money in his hand that he couldn't spend all, which made him anxious.
The unexpected time travel and the collapse experience of almost starving to death made him always alert to how important it is to eat in time!
"Boss, what's good to eat tonight?"
Gu Yang still came to the Sichuan cuisine window as his first choice. He has an irresistible affection for Sichuan cuisine.
The boss saw the same young man from the morning and became curious.
"You, can you still eat?"
Gu Yang said: "I didn't eat all those meals alone."
"Oh?"
The boss looked dull.
Everyone has seen it with their own eyes, but it’s not yours to eat?
"Boss, are you curious that I eat too much or you don't want to sell to me at all?"
"No, no, I'm just curious, purely curious!"
With that said, he immediately called over the waiter who was busy serving food to other students.
In fact, in the eyes of the boss, it is quite possible to eat more than a hundred dishes in one meal. After all, the boss is also a person who has been hungry. He knows that once a person is extremely hungry, let alone a hundred dishes, there is just a cow in front of him.
There are ways to finish eating.
Just look at Gu Yang's fair, square face and his powerful and domineering tendons, and you will know that it is absolutely impossible to grow without so many meals.
"Oh my god! Why is it that person again!"
The waitress was already shocked.
"That man is here again...he ate enough for dozens of us in one meal!"
The other waitress was also extremely shocked.
But looking at the serious look on the boss's face, they had no choice but to divide the dishes.
One plate after another was brought to the table for Gu Yang.
Gu Yang gulped down one plate after another.
Finally, the dishes were served, and Gu Yang also finished eating, not a bit was wasted.
Then I went to the steamed bun window to do a sweep.
One meal cost nearly two hundred yuan.
Time flies by.
It will soon be eight o'clock in the evening.
Since the school is surrounded by tall shrubs that block most of the light, it looks very dark at this time.
Gu Yang stood downstairs and activated the 'Gaze Eyes'. A pair of eyes popped out of his eyes and flew out of the window of dormitory 408 on the fourth floor.
Although the lights are on in dormitory 408 at this moment, the lights are very dim, like a firefly.
Gu Yang took the opportunity to sneak into the balcony, went directly to the corner of the window, and looked inside through the glass.
Everyone in the dormitory has a panoramic view.
These days, there are no mobile phones or computers in the dormitories of college students, and there is no Internet or games for their entertainment.
But they have plenty to do.
Everyone reads and studies very seriously, or writes articles or diaries. Even if they listen to the radio, most of what they listen to is news or channels related to learning scientific knowledge.
Few people bother others.
For them, learning is a top priority, something that can really change a person's destiny. Once this group of people graduates, it will be allocated by the state, and everyone will have an iron rice bowl.
Because of this, the sudden appearance of Gu Yang's eyeballs did not attract anyone's attention.
Moreover, his location downstairs is also very hidden, and it is impossible for anyone to find him and exclaim that something is wrong.
Gu Yang subconsciously turned his attention to Qiu Jianlin.
He is writing a diary at the moment.
Most college students these days, no matter who they are, have the habit of keeping diaries.
As a rich second generation, Qiu Jianlin is no exception.
On the beautiful diary.
An engraved pen writes on the paper.
"August 25th.
"Today is the tenth day since my father passed away. So far, I have dreamed about him for three consecutive days. My father in the dream is still so real.
"In the first few days, he just kept silent when he 'saw' me, but I could see from his eyes that he actually had many, many things he wanted to say to me.
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"In the next few days, after our father and son met, they were always like strangers, and I always avoided him habitually. I was so scared!
"Because in the dream, I knew that he was dead, and 'he' was no longer my father, but he was XXXXXXXX"
Some parts have been painted out.
Gu Yang didn't know what he wanted to express.
After erasing it, I habitually hold the pen in one hand, support my chin with the other, and look straight at the ornaments on the table.
It is the same size as a pocket watch, with a black and white photo inside. In the photo, a young man is holding a child, facing the sea...
It seemed like he was reminded of a moment that made him nostalgic.
Gu Yang's eyes moved slightly to the other corner, and he could clearly see Qiu Jianlin's bed. There was a beautiful small box on it. It was made of pure copper and could be used as a pillow for Qiu Jianlin.
He stores some clothes and other small items in a proper treasure chest.
Gu Yang was curious about what was in the box.
It’s just that due to vision problems, I can’t see inside, so I’m a little anxious.
Qiu Jianlin seemed to have thought of something.
I waved my pen and started writing again.
"I don't know if I should write this down... I'm so scared! I can't sleep every day, I'm listless during the day, and I feel depressed. Everything I look at feels meaningless. I even doubt whether I am living.
For what.
"My roommates think that I look down on them because of my good family situation, but that's not the case. I just don't want to talk.
"Of course it's not that I don't want to talk to them, I'm just afraid that I'll say the wrong thing and make them unhappy.
"The eight of us in the dormitory have been very united and close friends since our freshman year. It was the same until our sophomore year, but everything has changed since our junior year.
"Of course I know that it is me who has changed, not them. I am too selfish. I am not worthy of being their roommate XXXXXXXX. I am not XXXXXXXX"
This part was written very quickly, and Gu Yang didn't see it clearly. It was erased on second thought, but the font can still be distinguished clearly.
"I don't know why when I write in my diary, I talk endlessly and have endless things to say. In reality, I am like a silent fool, but others think I am an honest person.
"Ahem...
"I wrote endlessly again. What I really wanted to express was that the last few times my father 'met' me, he started talking, and I knew clearly that 'he' was dead. p>
"'He' ran behind me, pressing forward step by step, giving me orders: 'Jianlin, Jianlin, dad raised you from a young age and never treated you badly...Dad, dad will never die with peace of mind.
Ah!' The sound gradually got closer and closer, eerie, like a curse.
"Then 'he' took advantage of my unpreparedness and stretched out his long nails to claw at my neck. I was so frightened that I woke up and my whole body was soaked in sweat.
"My father seems to want to kill me... He seems to be complaining about something!
"But he loved me very much when he was alive. How could he kill me?
"I hope that in the future, when I open this diary and see these records, I will XXXXXXXXX"
Another part was painted out, but I couldn’t see it clearly.