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Chapter 391 Why Do You Die?
Rain on January 4
There are dense broad-leaved forests growing in the Amazon area. The environment here is not suitable for people like me who are used to living in cities, but because of his illness, I had to follow their team.

I'm also glad I came along.

In fact, he looks no different from ordinary people on weekdays, except that occasionally when talking to people, his eyes will be fixed on a specific place, empty and focused.

I know, it's an optical illusion.

He looks at things that none of us can see, things that don't even exist.

There was no record yesterday because he suffered a very serious injury.

If I hadn't found something wrong, I would have asked someone to take a look at the place where he was training. He might still be lying under the cliff now.

According to his subordinates, he should not make any mistakes in that kind of terrain, but why did he fall off the cliff inexplicably?

Neither of us knew, and I wanted to tell him myself when he woke up, but he refused to talk to me.

So I suspect that he has suicidal tendencies.

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The handwriting began to be messy and mottled here, and the water had already dried up, but the ink remained distorted and blurred.

You can almost imagine the picture of the author crying and writing records while breaking down in the tent under the dim light.

And the subject of the record, perhaps not far away, just fell into a deep sleep, and then waited for day after day of insomnia, awakened by his own hallucinations, and opened his eyes until dawn.

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The girl took a deep breath and continued to look down.

Until dusk gradually covered the earth, the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows once again entered the carnival of feasting and feasting.

The lights in the room turned on automatically, and Shen Pianlu seemed to have turned into a frozen silhouette, motionless.

There was no movement in the room except for the rattle of pages being turned.

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The record comes in June.

September 6, sunny

I feel like he's getting better lately, but I don't know why.

Probably due to going home?Maybe it's a relationship?The last time I accidentally broke into his study, although he was pushed out in an instant, it seemed that I saw a picture of a girl hanging on the wall of his study.

That's great, I hope he can have a relationship soon.

In fact, I can do very little during the treatment process, and even until now I haven't fully understood his symptoms, because there is too little communication.More often, I can only prescribe a lot of medicines for him, some taken orally and some injected, and he will accept them all without making a sound.

The dose has been reduced recently because he's been staring at something less and less for long periods of time lately.

Really nice and happy.

As long as he gets better slowly, that's more than anything.

Although this also makes me lose a chance to learn about rare cases, hahahaha...

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At this point, the recording seems to stop.

Shen Pianlu thought that this person might have gotten better, or even really healed.

At this moment, the heart that had been tense and suppressed finally started beating a little bit more lively. Looking at the last few arrogant hahaha, the corner of the girl's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and then closed the notebook from back to front.

But when the pages were turned, handwriting seemed to flash behind the large blank pages.

Black, messy, clawed handwriting.

Shen Pianliu paused for a moment, feeling a palpitation for some reason.

Under the light, the girl stared at the closed notebook for a long time, as if staring at a certain cold and cruel time.

After a long time, she slowly opened the notebook from the back.

The pages fell down, and finally turned to the page with the writing on it.

The black ink marks are much newer than the previous records.

Only six short words.

——Why are you dying!
(End of this chapter)