The nib of the pen stopped at this line, and the dim light of the desk lamp reflected Tojo Nozomi's complex eyes.

After staring at these few lines for a long time, Tojo Nozomi still didn't continue writing.

Tojo Nozomi developed the habit of keeping a diary a long time ago.

This habit continues to this day.

In the past, Tojo Nozomi was always very relieved to write his inner thoughts in his diary.

On the one hand, it is because she knows very well that her parents will not look through her diary at will.

On the other hand, Nozomi Tojo himself has nothing to cover up.

So she can write what she wants to write with confidence.

But today Tojo Nozomi hesitated.

There are some things that cannot be written in a diary.

Although the possibility of being seen unintentionally is very low, even if it is seen, it will only be regarded as a secondary disease.

But Nozomi Tojo chose to bury her true thoughts in her heart.

Instead, I wrote down some unimportant things in the diary.

For example, the rehearsal of the muse, such as the meeting with friends from the Light Music Club.

"Knew it."

After closing the diary, Nozomi Tojo couldn't help feeling:

"You still can't write what's on your mind in a diary."

Putting the diary back on the shelf, Nozomi Tojo had a vague premonition.

The number of times I write a diary in the future may become less and less.

"Hey, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Mrs. Tojo's voice came from outside, Tojo Nozomi responded and got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and sleep.

In the bathroom, Nozomi Tojo, who wiped his face with water in both hands, looked up at himself in the mirror.

No cold eyes, no dark clothes.

Same as myself in reality.

Twisting a strand of hair sticking to his face, Tojo Nozomi looked a little dazed.

Suddenly there is a feeling of dreaming.

It was as if nothing had happened before.

But Tojo Nozomi knew very well that all of this happened for real.

yourself in the mirror.

Dragonrider timepiece, Dragontooth timepiece.

And the boy from the Light Music Club.

Speaking of it, he seems to have said that he is not actually a member of Qingyin club.

Tojo Nozomi couldn't remember clearly.

Turning his head to look at the darkness outside the bathroom, the corners of Tojo Nozomi's mouth slightly raised.

She used to feel a little bit of fear every night.

After all, human beings' fear of the dark is engraved in their bones.

Especially when you are in the light, but the next moment you are about to step into the dark.

But that was before, now...  

"Dong dong dong dong!"

A series of footsteps sounded, and Nozomi Tojo ran back to her room after turning off the light in the bathroom, without any pause in the whole process.

Well, in fact, you should be afraid or you should be afraid.

Although he gained a lot of strength at once, Tojo Nozomi didn't feel the slightest swelling in his heart.

Before he had time to show his talents, he was beaten by two people successively.

The swollen heart is over before it even begins.

On the other side, Luo Zhen also returned to his home.

Originally, she was planning to go home early today to rest, but for some reason, Qi Yelisi pulled herself and said a lot of strange words.

I also asked him to look around for something to help sleep, so I have been procrastinating until now.

Originally planning to ask Joseph to help, but that guy also disappeared.

Asuka Wellwood also returned home early.

A certain bitch in a red and black tights came to him bouncing around, asking if he needed help.

Before Luo Zhen could answer, he was dragged away by Tom who smelled of alcohol.

Judging by that posture, that bitch probably won't be able to leave on his feet tonight.

"It always feels weird."

To be honest, everyone's performance today is a bit abnormal.

But Luo Zhen didn't say where it was anyway.

At a certain moment, many dark thoughts flashed through my mind, such as whether it was replaced and invaded by some creature.

Or maybe he fell into a hallucination.

But his gut told him everyone was fine.

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen no longer thinks about these things.

Now that you are off work, let's rest.

"It's almost twelve o'clock."

Looking at the time on the phone, Luo Zhen couldn't help sighing.

What a hassle.

Putting down the phone, the time on the phone screen flashed by.

11: 59PM

The moment Luo Zhen took out the key and opened the door, the time came to 12:00.

"Oh!"

Along with the golden tinfoil, the ribbons of fireworks fell on Luo Zhen's head.

Luo Zhen, who was holding the key in his hand, stared blankly at Asuka Ikiji standing at the entrance of his house.

In fact, before entering the door, he noticed the breath of Asuka Ikiji, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, the key to his house was given by Luo Zhen himself last time.

Luo Zhen also has the key to Asuka Iki's house.

As for whether they will return in the future or not.

As long as the author's brain is not rotten to the ground, it will not happen.

"This is.........."

"Happy birthday."

Putting away the fireworks in his hand, Asuka Iki picked up a small triangular hat from the cabinet at hand and put it on for Luo Zhen.

It's a typical birthday hat, pink.

"Eh? Is it my birthday today?"

Taking out his mobile phone and taking a look, Luo Zhen said with some belated awareness.

To be honest, he didn't realize it himself.

There's been a lot going on recently.

In the past few years, Luo Zhen also realized after two or three days after his birthday:

'Eh?It was my birthday two days ago. '

There's no way, that's how lonely old people with no one to accompany them are like.

Said the widow and orphan author who has not had a birthday since he was 14 years old.

"It wasn't just now, but it is now."

Asuka Iki said with a smile, with a hint of relief.

Although it has been rehearsed many times, it is still quite difficult to get stuck and release fireworks.

Fortunately, she succeeded.

"That's it."

Looking at the time on the phone, Luo Zhen seemed to understand something.

"So, JOJO and their reactions today are all colluded in advance?"

"Isn't this a surprise for you in advance?"

"Of course, except for that guy Deadpool."

Speaking of this, Asuka Iki couldn't help feeling a bit of resentment.

Sure enough, the title of slut in red and black tights fits his character very well.

"Okay, come in quickly."

Looking at Luo Zhen who was still in a daze at the door, Asuka Ikiji pulled him into the room.

Elbow, follow me into the house!

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