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The voice screamed several more times and finally died down.

The young man pulled off his earphones, listened with his ears up, and a sneer appeared on his lips. Then he put the earphones back in and continued writing questions.

Chuzheng took out the paper from the drawer, wrote a sentence on it, and placed it in the middle.

The boy who was writing his homework continued to write his homework, and the paper placed on the table remained unchanged.

Do we have to wait until early morning?

Chuzheng looked at it with all kinds of boredom. The scene that she thought would disappear in half an hour remained until the early hours of the morning.

The boy didn't go to eat either. After answering a lot of questions, he held his phone and replied to some messages, and then just stared at the book in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but the boy finally got up, pulled out his chair, and threw himself on the bed. The lights in the room went out with a bang, leaving only darkness.

The mirror kept showing that side and it didn't disappear.

Chuzheng didn't feel sleepy, so she sat at the table to pass the time.

Two o'clock in the morning...

The paper in front of Chuzheng disappeared, and Chuzheng could see that the paper appeared in the mirror.

2019.

Cheng Mu raised his hand to turn off the alarm clock and continued to sleep under the quilt.

Almost half an hour later, Cheng Mu sat up and rubbed his messy hair.

He didn't have to go to school during the holiday today, but he didn't want to stay at home. The three of them were like a family, and he was more like a superfluous person.

Cheng Mu sat for a while, then got up and went into the bathroom to tidy up. After coming out, he pulled out his chair and sat down. When he lowered his eyes, he saw the page on the book.

——Remember to have breakfast, I will watch you.

The font is neat, just like a printed standard template.

But this ink mark was clearly handwritten.

Cheng Mu looked around and quickly checked the doors and windows.

Recently, his things have been disappearing and reappearing inexplicably.

There will also be things here that are not him at all.

He initially thought that someone had let it in on purpose, but he locked the doors and windows every time and found no trace of anyone coming in.

Surveillance...yes, he installed surveillance last time.

Cheng Mu immediately clicked on his phone to check the monitoring.

When he saw the piece of paper appearing out of thin air, his expression froze for a moment.

Has the surveillance been tampered with?

Cheng Mu read it several times and found nothing unusual, and the time was consistent.

Is there any problem with monitoring?

Cheng Mu stared at the piece of paper on the table, frowning.

"Brother, are you up?"

Cheng Mu looked sharply in the direction of the door, unable to hide the impatience in the young man's eyes.

He didn't like the woman, nor the son the woman brought.

This home was becoming more and more suffocating for him.

"Brother, uncle said we are going out for dinner today and asked you to prepare." The people outside continued to talk.

Normally, Cheng Mu would have turned away and left.

However, today he just sat quietly, neither responding nor leaving.

After the people outside left by themselves, Cheng Mu continued to look at the page.

During this period, his father, whom he rarely saw, came up to him once and asked him to go out. Cheng Mu refused. After a tense quarrel with Father Cheng, Father Cheng took them out.

But Cheng Mu didn't expect that cheap brother would come back.

"elder brother."

The door was suddenly pushed open, and when he saw the face that disgusted him, Cheng Mu had a very ugly expression, "Who let you in!"

Cheap brother - Qu An walked straight into the house, "I'm worried, brother, you haven't gone out since you came back. If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

Qu An's appearance is not bad, but there is still a slight gap compared to Cheng Mu.

"go out!"

Cheng Mu hated this cheap brother.

Not only because of his sudden appearance in this home, but also because of the way he looked at himself, which made him very uncomfortable.

Instead of going out, Qu An walked straight in, only one meter away from Cheng Mu.

"Brother, can't we get along well?" Qu An said in a helpless tone, "Uncle hopes that we can become good brothers, and I also hope that I can get along well with my brother..."

"My mother only gave birth to me." Cheng Mu pointed at the door and said in a cold voice, "Get out!"

Qu An didn't say anything. His eyes suddenly fell on the table behind Cheng Mu, where the piece of paper lay just like that.

Qu An could see clearly what was on it.

——Remember to have breakfast, I’m watching you.

Who wrote this to him?

A gleam of darkness flashed in Qu An's eyes, and it passed quickly, but there was still a smile on his face: "Brother, remember to eat, don't be hungry."

After saying that, Qu An turned and left.

Cheng Mu went over to close the door and locked it.

After doing this, Cheng Mu kicked the cabinet next to him irritably. The items on the cabinet fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Cheng Mu returned to the table. The person in the mirror looked like a trapped animal. There was nothing visible on his face, but his soul was ferocious.

Cheng Mu held his hands on the table. One day... he would lose control.

There was a voice in his heart that kept swallowing him up, but he didn't want to lose control. He just wanted to be an ordinary person.

Cheng Mu took a deep breath. At this moment, Cheng Mu caught a glimpse of words appearing on the mirror.

Cheng Mu was startled and stepped back, his chair knocked over to the ground.

——Ignore that idiot.

Cheng Mu's breathing was stagnant, and chills ran down his back.

Haunted?

Haunting in broad daylight?

The handwriting continued to appear on the mirror, and Cheng Mu could see that it was written stroke by stroke, very slowly, but every stroke and every stroke was written correctly, just like... that piece of paper that appeared inexplicably.

——Don’t be afraid, I’m human.

"Human?" Cheng Mu looked at the new words. After the initial fright, he quickly regained his composure. "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost? Where are you?"

——2029

2029? What's the meaning?

The room was so quiet that he could hear his breathing, pulse beating...

Cheng Mu is an atheist and does not believe in ghosts.

He now prefers someone to mess with him.

And this target of suspicion is none other than his cheap brother Qu An.

After thinking about this, Cheng Mu regained his composure and looked directly at the mirror, "Aren't you human? Why don't you speak?"

——I am in the future.

——I won’t harm you.

--You have to believe me.

future?

Why don't you say you are from an alien planet?

Cheng Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, tell me the winning number for the next lottery."

——……

Cheng Mu sneered, grabbed something on the table and wiped it on the mirror. He thought it would be wiped off, but there was no trace of the words being wiped off.

Cheng Mu "..."

Is it made by high technology?

Remote projection?

Cheng Mu looked behind him, but there was nothing behind him.

——I wrote the words, and only I can erase them. At two o'clock in the morning tonight, I will show you the evidence.

This sentence was displayed for a few seconds, and then the words on the mirror were erased.

No matter what Cheng Mu said next, there was no movement.

Cheng Mu covered his forehead. Was he hallucinating?

What should the little fairy do on a rainy day?

little angel sleeping

The little fairy is wrong!

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