Infinite flow is not like that at all!

Chapter 79 Never agree to her request!

coming!

Seeing Shen Ye turn to page 36, the boy trembled with excitement; he couldn't wait to see what would happen next.

Is it a terrified scream? Or is it someone so frightened they fall over?

Based on past experience, the latter is more likely.

Anyway.

In either case, there's bound to be a good show to watch.

but.

The expected response did not occur.

He only saw "Lin Ye" before him, calmly staring at the terrifying eyeballs, showing not a trace of fear, but even a hint of...

Relief?

The boy frowned slightly, his smile faltering momentarily. This shouldn't be happening.

Others have done this before, so why is the result different when it's my turn?

"Wasn't the prop eyeball realistic enough?" he muttered to himself.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the eyeball.

The bloody eyeballs were so lifelike, they looked exactly like real ones, making his eyelids twitch.

It couldn't be more real. When I first got my hands on that eyeball, I felt a chill down my spine.

But why isn't this guy reacting?

Not only that, he actually saw the sickly boy in front of him and revealed a relieved smile.

"Finally, I saw something familiar."

???

Is that correct?

to be frank.

Along the way, Shen Ye felt a sense of unease seeing the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere around him.

Seeing those eyes actually put my mind at ease.

Still a familiar taste.

and...

"You put this here, didn't you, you little blondie?"

The boy's blond hair was freshly dyed, and people often called him that, but for some reason, Shen Ye's address made him feel uncomfortable. He frowned slightly and said, "Don't wrong me... Who else told you to call me blond..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Ye interrupted him.

"You think this is a prop?" Shen Ye reached out and picked up the eyeball, speaking softly.

"?" The blond-haired guy was about to continue speaking, saying that whether it was a prop or not was none of his business.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he choked back his words.

He opened his eyes wide and watched as Shen Ye gently pressed two fingers together, and liquid seeped out from the crack behind his eyeballs, dripping onto the book one drop at a time.

"Why is there still blood..." The blond-haired boy was somewhat frightened, even pale-faced, and dared not look at the dripping blood.

"Bullying others and then fainting at the sight of blood? Is that all the mentality you have?"

The blond-haired guy gritted his teeth: "I'm not squeamish about blood... I just didn't expect it... Besides, this thing isn't real at all, it's just a very realistic prop, stop bluffing."

"OK...

'

Shen Ye calmly said, "But this also shows that someone else gave you this."

The blond-haired boy trembled slightly, as if afraid of something, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I don't understand what you're saying."

He then stopped looking in Shen Ye's direction and covered his head, pretending to be asleep.

interesting.

This kind of thing is quite common, to be honest, but... if someone is behind it and uses realistic props as prank props, that's not so common.

and.

Even if it's a real eyeball, it could very well be from a cow, a sheep, or a pig.

The middle-aged old turtledove was still making monotonous noises, occasionally tapping on the blackboard.

Shen Ye wasn't paying attention in class; he was rummaging through the trash in his desk for Lin Ye's diary.

There are still many things that are unclear: why the bullying happened, why Lin Ye is covered in injuries, and why, under these circumstances, that beautiful girl confessed her feelings to Lin Ye.

The key now is the so-called diary, which should be the key to unlocking the current plot.

Searching through such a messy table is no easy task, and after searching high and low, I still couldn't find it.

"Um?"

Shen Ye touched the empty backpack and found a square, hard lump in a hidden compartment.

It was hidden here all along.

Since it's such a crucial item, Lin Ye would definitely carry it with him at all times. However, the fact that he's hidden it so well suggests that he doesn't want anyone else to see it.

But it's okay.

I'm not just anyone.

I am now Lin Ye.

soon.

Shen Ye took it out; it was a light blue book with a cover depicting butterflies in flight—a coded diary, brand new and neat.

"Found it so easily?"

Although there was a password on it, it was indeed made of plastic. Shen Ye slapped it open and forcefully pried it open.

I flipped through it, and the first part was a record of my daily life.

But even these daily routines are already quite remarkable.

February 17th. I hid in the closet, clutching the sweater my mother had knitted, too afraid to make a sound. She packed her bags that very night, stroking my head and saying, "Xiao Ye, we're going somewhere no one can find you." I didn't dare refuse.

On March 1st, I reported to my new school. Sunlight filtered through the sycamore leaves onto the playground. My homeroom teacher arranged for me to sit in the last row. Nobody knew me, nobody knew my past. I just wanted to live my life like this, with my head covered.

On March 5th, I always thought I was the most invisible one, unnoticed by anyone, until that girl slipped an orange candy into my closet. The candy was so sweet it made my nose sting. It turns out that even a rat in the gutter can get a little light in.

Then the content changed; the self-deprecating and miserable daily life was decreasing, and some changes were clearly visible in him.

She has dimples when she smiles.

She'll be very shy.

Even though they are completely different from me, they would stay with me in a corner where no one cares.

She was so radiant, she was wonderful, truly wonderful...

Indeed, this child seems to have met his ideal love, and his heart is being redeemed little by little, as if even the greatest pain is being gradually dispelled.

It appears to have been torn in the middle, and the content is no longer visible.

Until...the latest page.

But the atmosphere of despair spread again.

Why is it starting again?

Why, when... I thought that moving to a different place would make me unknown?

Why are you being so cruel to me...?

Why are their voices so harsh?

It doesn't matter, as long as she believes in me, that's enough.

Even when I'm in so much pain, so much pain that I want to die, the thought of her smile... keeps me going.

She said she had a big surprise for me tomorrow... I had never thought of anything like that, but my heart was pounding wildly, even more so than when I fainted on the playground last time.

Even the slightest thought is my only hope for survival.

There were no new records after that.

Shen Ye slowly closed the diary. It seemed that the so-called tomorrow was today.

The girl who just confessed her feelings is his ideal woman.

Ok.

Don't worry, brother, I haven't refused yet.

Although we have a general understanding of the situation, there are still some strange things.

That means the main quest is still not completed.

Also.

Shen Ye looked at a small note beside his palm, which he had just tucked into a book. It contained only a few blood-red words: 0.

**Never agree to her request!!**

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