Did the world end today?

Chapter 373 2021 years

After one hour.

"I don't remember, I really don't remember at all."

Zhang Ziyi sat opposite Qin Feng and shook her head, saying:

"If I hadn't found this notebook today, I wouldn't even have known that such a person existed in my past."

"So how is that possible?"

"According to you, I've had a crush on a boy since high school, and everyone knows it except him?"

"That alone is outrageous, but what's even more outrageous is..."

"I actually forgot about him at a certain point in time, and everyone else also lost their memory of him??"

Was I drugged?

"It wasn't drugging."

Qin Feng shook his head.

"Things are much more complicated than you think—but you don't need to worry about the specific reasons for now."

"We just want to know exactly when you started losing your memories of him?"

"If I've already lost all my memories of him, how could I possibly know when I lost my memory?"

Zhang Ziyi's thoughts were obviously the same as the others before her, but at this moment, Qin Feng had already grasped the key to the problem.

"You'll definitely find out."

He opened his mouth and said:
"You are the only one who will always pay attention to him and keep a record of him."

"You should have a diary with entries about him."

"If we can find out when your records started to stop, we will most likely know when you lost your memory."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ziyi's expression changed instantly.

A diary?
How could he know that I have a diary about that "Qin Shizhong"?
Everything happened so fast that she couldn't react in time.

Her mind was in chaos. Fragments of memories that "belonged to her" but which she had no recollection of not flashed through her mind, but no matter what she did, she could not piece them together into a complete picture.

She tried to convince herself that it was all fake, just an elaborate hoax.

But the genuine national security credentials placed in front of her, and the notebook she had placed under the blanket on the bed behind her, clearly reminded her that no matter how much she couldn't believe it, everything the man in front of her said was true.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ziyi began to speak:
"I do have a notebook here."

"But this is my privacy. If you want to see it, can I refuse?"

"No."

Qin Feng answered gently but firmly:

You can't refuse.

"Because you are now facing a life-or-death situation."

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about all of human civilization."

The entirety of human civilization?
Zhang Ziyi froze on the spot.

She simply couldn't understand how her diary, which recorded her teenage thoughts, could be connected to the survival of human civilization.

She wanted to ask a question, but felt it was inappropriate.

After much hesitation, she finally nodded.

"I hope the contents can be kept secret."

"Although I don't even know much about many of the things here, there is indeed some information that is related to me."

"Nobody's interested in those things."

Qin Feng waved his hand and said:
All we need is time.

As he spoke, he reached out and took the notebook from Zhang Ziyi.

Upon seeing the cover, Qin Feng's eyes immediately lit up.

"This is it!"

"have you seen?"

Zhang Ziyi asked in astonishment:
How do you know about this notebook?

“There was a person who described the cover of this notebook to me.”

Qin Feng replied:
"You should know him, his name is Yu Shiliang."

Yu Shiliang

Zhang Ziyi frowned slightly, seemingly lost in memories. "I do know him—he was my high school classmate."

"But how could he know so much?"

That's between you two.

Qin Feng replied:
“I don’t have time to go into so many details. As I said, all we need is time.”

As he spoke, Qin Feng opened his notebook.

It must be said that Zhang Ziyi is indeed a very meticulous person, and also has a touch of retro scholarly air about her.

In 2016, the internet was already widespread, and most high school students used QQ and WeChat, and some even made short videos. But she was still writing her diary page by page.
-
Or, to be more precise, is this a "journal"?
Qin Feng carefully turned the pages, trying his best to avoid damaging the stickers pasted on them.

With each page turned, he recorded the entire content using a recorder he carried with him.

It took him more than half an hour to record the entire notebook, which contained more than two hundred pages.

When he turned to the last page, the contents of the notebook abruptly ended.

"wrong."

Qin Feng let out a soft breath.

"The contents of this diary are incorrect."

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Ziyi stared intently at the notebook in Qin Feng's hand, then asked:

"Aren't the records here very clear?"

“If what you want is time, then it is obvious that the record regarding this ‘Qin Shizhong’ ended in 2021.”

"What's wrong with this?"

"What you've lost are memories of Qin Shizhong, not memories of this diary, right?"

Qin Feng pressed on, asking:
"Then why did this notebook, which was clearly not finished, stop writing along with his memories?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ziyi immediately realized the problem.

That's right.

If I had only lost memories of a person, I should still be able to keep writing in my diary.

As long as I keep writing, I will definitely look back at the contents of my diary.

I should have known about this person a long time ago; I definitely wouldn't have waited until today.

So, why is that?
She looked at Qin Feng with a puzzled expression, while Qin Feng let out a soft breath and then said:

"He likely set up other defense mechanisms for this modification."

"But recently, this defense mechanism has failed."

"That's why you suddenly found this diary, opened it, and saw its contents."

"This is also a major discovery for us."

"But it's okay, you don't need to worry about that for now."

"Now, come with us."

"We've got what we wanted."

"Go with you?"

Zhang Ziyi hesitated before standing up.

"Then what about my job at school?"

"Don't worry, someone will take care of it for you."

Qin Feng stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, a staff member who was already prepared immediately reached out and took the crucial notebook.

Zhang Ziyi followed behind Qin Feng, seemingly confused.

At that moment, she felt as if she had stepped into a...
new world.

"The items will be temporarily sealed and handed over to the coordination team for analysis."

"Notify the team leader that we have the time."

Just as he thought, there was no cross-border information exchange at all.

"The first revision occurred in 2021!"

(End of this chapter)