"Who? Is it Nighto? Zhao Qian'er's voice came from the room. [Please log in to download the e-book]-

"Well, it's us." I gasped, my face turned green, and I looked like my heart was pounding.

There was really no way, in that remote place at night, I couldn't call a taxi, so I had to let Yuxin, a little girl, be the driver.

As soon as this Nizi heard that she could drive without a license in the open, she was so happy that she kissed me hard, and then she raced all the way, and she had long forgotten what I had told me before getting into the car.

That's a terrible word, I really don't want to mention anything again.

In short, I was so scared that my face was almost the same color as the grass on the green belt, and I felt dizzy and my feet were weak after getting off the bus.

This wild 'female' rider, in the next life, I don't dare to ride in her car again. I cursed to myself, and walked into Zhang Ke's room with the person next to me who was cursing.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Qian'er saw that my face was not 'color', and asked with some concern.

Yu Xin laughed dryly, and hurriedly covered up: "Brother Xiaoye's stomach was bad at night, and now his stomach is a little uncomfortable. No big deal. After saying that, he screwed me hard again.

I glared at her with resentful eyes, if the eyes could really kill people, this little girl would have died countless times. She laughed dryly again, grabbed my arm enthusiastically, and pinched my hand behind my back for a while, so painful that I immediately threw away my armor. Mom, I don't let people live, I really want to see what this little girl's future husband looks like, he actually has so much courage to eliminate harm for the people and marry such a 'female' tyrannosaurus!

In order to suffer less from the skin and 'meat', I changed the topic with interest, "What about the books?" ”

Zhao Qian'er's face immediately sank, she didn't speak anymore, but handed over a sketchbook on the table.

I flipped it open and looked at it, and I was stunned.

This sketchbook is very ordinary, ***, only one hundred and twenty pages, A4 size. But this book is now full of words, thirty in each row, densely written, all of them are one person's name, "Cui Miao'er"!

When the writer began to write the first "Cui Miaoer", he seemed to be very 'confused' and 'confused', and he was uncertain, and there were a lot of hesitation marks in his handwriting. But the more I write later, the smoother it becomes, as if I want to prove something.

How much fetters does it take for a person to write another person's name in a book?

If you have to guess, you can only describe it far-fetched and weak, that person has reached the extreme level of love and hate for the person with this name.

I shook my head. The Cui Miaoer she knows is at least a character from more than 1,200 years ago, and it is absolutely impossible for her to have any degree of 'intersection' with Zhang Ke, who lives in modern times.

So, is this really just a coincidence? Zhang Ke really has a new love, ready to empathize and say goodbye? But looking at that guy, I really don't understand, what reason or condition does he have to get rid of Zhao Qian'er's excellent 'girlfriend'!

I continued to scroll down, and as soon as I turned a few pages, I shuddered and flipped quickly without hesitating anything. His face also became suspicious, and he looked unbelievable.

Yu Xin saw that my 'look' was weird, and immediately came over nervously, grabbed my arm and asked carefully, "What did you find?" ”

I forcibly suppressed the shock in my heart, glanced at Yu Xin, looked at Zhao Qian'er again, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if your Zhang Ke is cheating, but this book is definitely not evidence of his cheating." ”

Zhao Qian'er was a little surprised, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"Look closely." I pointed to the first name on the first page of the sketchbook and asked, "Is this Zhang Ke's handwriting?" ”

"Absolutely, although the handwriting is a bit weird. But his handwriting, which was curved like an earthworm, was very special, and it was so ugly that it was easy to tell. Zhao Qian'er frowned slightly, as if she was very reluctant to see this name.

I nodded, sorted out my thoughts, and then said: "When Zhang Ke wrote the first Cui Miao'er, there were many obvious signs of hesitation on his handwriting, as if he was not sure if he had the name of this person in his mind. ”

"Brother Xiaoye, what is a sign of hesitation?" Ye Yuxin interrupted me unceremoniously and asked with high interest.

I glared at her, but explained: "This is the view of handwriting psychology, and the words that each person writes are unique, just like fingerprints. By analyzing the handwriting of the writer, we can see the interpersonal relationships, psychological state, and 'sexual' personality characteristics of the person when writing these characters.

"In particular, the pressure of the pen, also known as the strength of the pen, is often the most reflective of the state of the writer at that time."

I smiled: "If the writer has a heavy pen and a high level of psychological energy, it is reflected in the writer, which is quick thinking, self-confidence and decisiveness." However, if you exert yourself very hard, that is to say, your psychological energy is very high, but you lack a smooth dredging channel, and your psychological energy cannot be properly vented, you will form negative characteristics, such as aggressive 'sex' and short temper.

"You just need to know that if people's inner energy can get normal catharsis, then most of the positive characteristics are expressed, if you can't get normal catharsis, the expression of negative characteristics is mostly trembling in the handwriting lines."

I pointed to the first "Cui Miao'er" written by Zhang Ke and said, "You see, Zhang Ke's writing is very weak, the lines are trembling in many places, and it is procrastinating, which proves that when he writes, he is very hesitant, cringe, and afraid, and seems to feel that he can't be sure of something in his brain." ”

Zhao Qian'er trembled and asked suspiciously: "You mean, Ake doesn't know that 'female' named Cui Miao'er at all?"

"Impossible! How can someone he doesn't know have the nerves to write a book, even if he is an idiot, he will not do such an idiotic thing. And some time ago, I obviously heard him wake up and call the 'woman' name loudly! ”

"I also feel very 'confused' and 'confused' about why. There's something more amazing to come, though. Looking at the sketchbook in my hand, I smiled bitterly: "Don't care what kind of mentality Zhang Ke had when he wrote, the most important thing is that the words he wrote have changed a lot in the future." ”

I gently flipped the sketchbook backwards, and it didn't take long for Yu Xin to cry out in surprise.

She covered her mouth hard, her face full of horror, and her eyes looked at me unnaturally. Zhao Qian'er also seemed to have discovered the problem, took a step back in surprise, and sat down on the sofa. I saw that the three words "Cui Miaoer" on the sketchbook were written by Zhang Ke more and more cursory, slowly evolving from simplified Chinese, and finally became a traditional seal style, which was ugly like earthworms crawling over the words, and gradually became delicate, with a sense of otherworldliness. Zhao Qian'er stared at the last page of the sketchbook, and after a long time, she asked tremblingly: "This is definitely not Ake's handwriting, whose is it!" ”