"What exactly do you want with Ling Zi?" Wu Xie finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"What? Do I have to have something to say to him? Can't I talk to him if I don't have something to say?" Ah Ning wiped her mouth and said with a slight upturn of her lips.

Although it was already winter in the capital, A Ning seemed to have come from nowhere, dressed in a way that didn't look like she was going to be in winter. Her turquoise blue turtleneck sweater perfectly showcased her skin tone and figure, and when she smiled at Wu Xie, she perfectly displayed her mature and sophisticated demeanor, which made everyone's blood boil. Wu Xie, for one, was speechless.

“We’re still young and full of vigor, and we can’t resist temptation. Miss Aning, please rein in your charm and let him go,” Ling Xiao said, pouring her a glass of water.

"Hahaha." Ah Ning took the water and laughed loudly upon hearing this. She then said to Ling Xiao, "Actually, I didn't come to you for anything this time." As she spoke, she took out a notebook from her bag.

The notebook looked quite old; you could even see signs of wear and yellowing.

The notebook wasn't big; it could be held in one hand. Wu Xie was the first to pick it up, opening to the first page. Inside was beautiful, slender, golden calligraphy, but the writing seemed somewhat hurried.

Today is 19xx (the following year is unclear). They arrested me. I don't know where I am. They said this is some kind of nursing home. How could someone my age be in a nursing home! I don't know anyone here. They injected me with two doses of some kind of drug. I'm feeling a bit unwell now. I heard this drug can easily alter my memories. If I forget anything, I hope this notebook can help me.

My name is Ling Xiao, and I'm 15 years old. That's my real age. If they ask, I can just make up an age. But besides that, there's not much else to remember. The most important thing to remember is:

You can't trust anyone but yourself! Nobody!

I hid this notebook under the mattress, hoping it would prevent me from wetting the bed and keep the notebook from being discovered.

The notebook wasn't big, but it contained several pages of writing. Wu Xie's eyes were red, and his voice trembled as he read it aloud.

"Uh, I say Wuxie, let's just look at it instead of reading it..." Although everyone's eyes were red, especially Panzi's expression, which was getting worse, Ling Xiao still felt ashamed of reading his essay in front of the whole class.

Wu Xie then turned to the next page:

Today... I don't know what time it is, I really can't remember. Everyone here calls me by my code name: 037, no one calls me by my name. I always forget things. To be honest, I remember my memory is very good. I don't know if it's because of those drugs, but they've started drawing my blood now. A new guy came to the bed next to mine, and he had his blood drawn too.

I didn't talk to him, and he remained silent. I can't even remember how many days he's been here. Luckily, he's asleep now, otherwise, if he woke up and saw that I had secretly hidden this pen, I don't know if he would report me.

But he seems to have it easier than me. He only needs a blood test, while I have to take medication. It's not fair.

I feel like I'm bleeding out. When will this end?

If there is no more content when you turn the page, it means that the notebook has never been updated, or its owner has completely forgotten about its existence.

"What kind of looks are you all giving me?" Ling Xiao also took the notebook and flipped through it.

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