Finally, he cleaned up the mess and returned to his room. Well... it should be Yin Jing's room.

Also, it’s not me who cleans it up...

I was lying on the bed and heard the sound of Yin Jing opening the door...

"It's my turn." With that said, I got up, picked up my pajamas and walked to the bathroom.

"You are so rude. Is this what a murderer should do?" Yin Jing said angrily when she saw that I got up from her bed without any image.

I glanced at her lightly, said nothing, and went on a date with the water I hate most.

When I came out after washing, Yin Jing was already lying on the bed reading.

I lifted up the quilt and got into bed, ready to sleep first, but someone ruthlessly pushed me out of the bed. I rolled to the ground holding the quilt and looked at her in confusion.

"Who would share a bed with someone who wants to kill them? Go to your room!" Yin Jing couldn't bear it and roared hysterically.

"The question is... where is my room?" I picked up the quilt and stood up. Seeing Yin Jing's gloomy face, I couldn't help but compromise: "Okay, okay, if you don't tell me, then I can go to each house to find it, right?"

"

Just when my hand was about to open the door, Yin Jing suddenly grabbed the corner of the quilt and said, "I'll take you there. Also, this quilt is mine, right? Give it back to me!" With that, she gave it to me.

He grabbed the quilt, opened the door past me and walked out.

Under the leadership of Yin Jing, I finally came to my own room in this world. I was thrown into the door by Yin Jing. The door behind me was instantly closed, as if I would have run out if I was too late.

I smiled and shook my head: "This guy..." I'm just a little greedy for this family member...

Seeing myself in the dressing mirror with a faint smile, I sighed and smiled with relief: "Let everything end tomorrow."

I jumped up and lay on my bed: "Uh..."

What is it? I was hit hard, and I fumbled and took it out to take a look: "Eh? What is this?"

Holding the diary in my hand, is this... still locked? I put my hand gently on the small lock with little security, and only heard a "click", and the lock opened...

The content of the diary is very simple. It records her daily life. But in the last few entries of the diary, the style of the diary changes completely, becoming uneasy and frightening. The diary writes like this: 'I haven't been feeling well recently.

I know what's going on, but I always feel like there's a pair of eyes staring at me from behind. Every move I make feels like I'm being watched. Could it be some guy who has a crush on me?'

'I see it, we are all just its toys, the world I trust, the people I care about, everything is just an illusory thing, what should I do... what should I do?'

'This world is so pure and peaceful. I have too much reluctance to let go of this world. I don't want it to be destroyed, so I agreed to it and left all the people who came here, but my heart... why is it dripping?

Blood?'

'I'm tired. I've killed a hundred people. I'm really, really tired...'

'Today, another person came here. He is really special, because he was not devoured by me, but killed him here and gained the right to live here. Maybe all my pain will be over.

End it, I'm not going to tell it about this, because I'm tired of being a chess piece. Even if I'm someone else's shadow, I still want to live for myself.'

'Yue confessed to me today. I don't know how to describe my current mood. I believe my expression must be wonderful. Everything is just an illusion. I think Yun Shao will end it soon, right?

I didn't want to leave regrets for myself and Yue in the end, so I agreed. From now on, I will seal this diary and I will no longer record this unreal life. Let everything end.'

The writing stopped here, and the date stayed at 12 days ago, which was the third day after Yun Shao arrived here. Was she ready to die? I closed the diary in silence and locked it.

This will be a secret forever. I twisted my fingers, and a white flame ignited on my fingertips. The diary melted in the flames, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed.

I turned my head and looked at the person in the photo on the bedside table who was smiling slightly. Now it seems that that smile is actually full of bitterness.

I lay back on the bed. This time the bed was very soft and there were no hard objects. But...how could my heart start to hurt?

But no matter what, there will be an ending tomorrow. Let’s have a good sleep today. Hey, my stomach is so full~
Chapter completed!