Chen Feng pushed open the door.

The rusty hinges made a screeching sound.

He ducked in sideways, with the engineer's shovel across his chest, and swept around first.

This is an old-fashioned two-bedroom suite with a small area. The living room is connected to the dining room, and there are doors to a bedroom on the left and right.

There was a low table placed against the wall. One of its legs had been broken, and the entire table was leaning against the wall.

There were several cardboard boxes piled up in the corner. The boxes were rotten and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

A few pieces of clothes that were too rotten to see the color, a pair of plastic slippers, and a few broken ceramic cups.

Someone had obviously lived here.

And judging from the style of the furniture and sundries, it seems that the people living here are ordinary people, and the living conditions are not good.

Chen Feng walked into the living room and looked around.

He checked the two bedrooms first.

The one on the left has been filled with the collapsed ceiling and cannot be entered, but the one on the right is still intact, with an iron frame bed leaning against the wall and an overturned bedside table.

Chen Feng used the back of a shovel to turn over the bedside table, then pulled hard twice and pulled out the rotten drawer.

Inside was a pen that was too rusty to see the color, a few gray-black coins, and a notebook.

"Huh?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, squatted down, and picked up the notebook.

The cover of the book is made of cardboard, the corners are curled and moldy, and the color is no longer distinguishable from its original cover.

However, the binding is still strong. After opening it, although the inner pages are yellowed and brittle, the handwriting is still intact.

Chen Feng took out a small flashlight from his personal space and shined it on the notebook.

In a high aura environment, electrical signals will be shielded, and electronic equipment will easily malfunction due to the erosion of aura.

But something like a flashlight can still last for a while.

The light illuminated the words on the page.

The font was small, written neatly one stroke at a time, using a type of writing he had never seen before.

It's a bit like simplified Chinese characters. Many radicals are almost identical, but there are slight differences in the way the strokes are connected and some components.

It seems to be another set of simplification solutions evolved from traditional Chinese characters.

Chen Feng read a few more lines and gradually figured out the pattern.

He could guess the meaning of most of the words, and for the few that he really couldn't understand, he could roughly deduce the meaning based on the context.

This is a diary.

The date on the first page reads "August 12, AD 278."

Chen Feng flipped through it and found that the date span was not large, about three or four months.

He turned the book back to the first page and read line by line using the light of the flashlight.

"I was scolded by Old Man Sun again today."

"I scored 47 points in the math test. He made me stand on the edge of the podium for the whole class. My legs were numb from standing. The girl next to me kept snickering. It was so annoying."

"But when school was over, Xu Xiaoying asked me to borrow a red pen, and she took the initiative to talk to me!"

"When I gave the pen to her, I accidentally touched her hand. She probably didn't notice, right? Maybe not?"

Chen Feng's mouth twitched.

The owner of this diary should be a middle school student.

He continued to scroll down.

"August 19th. Xu Xiaoying wore a high ponytail today, which looks very beautiful. I stared at it for a long time, and my deskmate noticed it. He said he would tell the whole class."

"I threatened him. If he dared to tell me, I would tell the class teacher about the pornographic comics he secretly read in class last time. He gave up."

"August 27th. The midterm exam is over and the results haven't come out yet. I'm probably going to get scolded again. But whatever, I don't want to go to college anyway. My dad said that I can support myself by learning how to repair cars with him in the future."

"September 1st. The results are out. Chinese language is 61, mathematics is 52, and natural science is 38. Old man Sun didn't scold me this time, but he sighed. His sigh was more uncomfortable than scolding me."

Chen Feng turned the pages very quickly.