If this had been the first time something like this had happened, Song Yunshen would surely have suspected some dumbass was playing a prank on him.
But after more than a week of testing and verification, Song Yunshen could tentatively conclude that everything appearing in the Future Diary would actually happen in the future.
So...
Was he really going to get divorced someday?!
What the hell was this?!
Song Yunshen covered his forehead and sighed, a complaint lodged in his chest that he didn't know how to voice.
He read the new diary entry over and over several times, his expression growing increasingly strange.
First, there was the date.
[2036]
Song Yunshen pulled out his phone and checked today's date over and over-June 20, 2025.
In other words, assuming the entry was real, it had come from eleven years in the future!
Eleven years...
Song Yunshen counted on his fingers and carefully worked it out back and forth, confirming that he should already be twenty-eight by then.
So he was going to go through a divorce before he even turned thirty?
And who was his future wife, anyway?
The diary didn't mention the name of his future ex-wife, leaving Song Yunshen itching to know.
Well... putting that aside for now, Song Yunshen continued working through the entry.
[The two of them got divorced]
[That idiot Song Yunshen didn't even hide those albums and photos properly, and they were actually discovered]
Analyzing those two sentences, Song Yunshen came to a rather speechless conclusion.
It seemed the problem in this divorce hadn't been his wife, but that he himself had had an affair?
And his wife had even found intimate photos of him and his lover?
If his cheating had been discovered, then the divorce was perfectly understandable...
But how could he be the kind of person who cheated?!
Song Yunshen looked at the two sentences, feeling somewhat indignant. He was a fine young man with healthy values and noble character, an outstanding flower of the motherland. How could he do something so despicable?
There had to be more to this!
He'd been wronged!
So Song Yunshen read on and continued his analysis.
[But now that things have already come to this, should I really get back together with him?]
So could the person he'd cheated with be the owner of this Future Diary?
But who the hell was this person?!
Song Yunshen was utterly baffled, and more curious than ever about the diary owner's true identity.
And the words "get back together" in that sentence were especially intriguing...
Could it be that he and the diary owner had actually been a couple before he got married?
Perhaps because their families weren't of equal standing or something, their families hadn't let them be together, so he'd ended up marrying a wife he didn't like?
Otherwise, he wouldn't have cheated after marriage, right?
Song Yunshen gave his imagination free rein and, drawing on his years of experience watching short dramas, worked out one possibility.
So he and the diary owner were the ones who were truly in love, while he'd only met his wife on a blind date, with no real feelings between them?
For now, Song Yunshen could only guess.
But the final sentence of the entry easily shot him down again.
[Or perhaps he would rather choose her?]
What was that supposed to mean... Lady, couldn't you give him a name?
Why be so secretive when writing a diary?!
Who was this "her," anyway?!
Did it mean Song Yunshen's wife, or was there a fourth person involved?
Was his luck with the ladies going to be that good in the future?
Although Song Yunshen knew himself well enough to know that he really was a little handsome, and that a girl had even confessed to him in middle school,
his future love life still had far too many twists and turns.
Rubbing the spot between his brows, Song Yunshen got up and went to the living room to pour himself a glass of water.
He returned to his bedroom and sat down. After taking a big gulp of water to calm himself, he went over the recent diary entries once more.
Following his usual way of doing things, Song Yunshen took some paper and a pen from beside him and began writing down his thoughts.
[1. Find out the diary owner's identity]
[Currently known information:]
[The person is a student at Ningjiang Middle School, has a younger sister, and possibly comes from a poor family]
[Pretty]
Hmm... if she wasn't pretty, he wouldn't have dated her, right?
Song Yunshen did have certain standards when it came to looks. Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned down that confession in middle school.
[Start with the handwriting in the diary and observe the everyday handwriting of pretty girls]
Come to think of it, what did Xia Yunuo's handwriting look like again?
Song Yunshen suddenly thought of his classmate Xia Yunuo, but he really had no impression of her handwriting.
But if Xia Yunuo was his future partner, Song Yunshen felt he could absolutely accept that.
He'd find a chance to observe her carefully later.
At that thought, Song Yunshen added another line to the paper: "Suspect: Xia Yunuo."
But then he remembered another strange thing that had happened at school today.
So he picked up his pen again.
[2. Find out where the mysterious voice in my head came from]
[It sounded like Xia Yunuo herself, but I can't be completely sure yet]
[Could the inner voice in my head and the diary owner be the same person?]
[Make her a priority for observation for now]
Honestly, if he hadn't encountered the Future Diary, the thing Song Yunshen should have been doing most right now was seeing a psychologist.
After all, hearing someone else's voice in his head out of nowhere was more than a little strange.
Song Yunshen had originally thought it was an auditory hallucination, but the inner voice in his head had been far too clear and specific.
Considering the Future Diary's miraculous nature as well, Song Yunshen quickly accepted what had happened and planned to try verifying it first.
[3. Prepare for the final exams]
[Work hard on next week's exams and try to make the top two hundred, so Lao Song will give me more spending money]
[I'm still a little short of enough to replace my computer. Hopefully I can save the rest over summer vacation]
After deciding how to handle the two supernatural incidents that had recently happened to him, Song Yunshen finally made a simple plan for his studies going forward, like a normal high school student.
His family wasn't strict with him these days, so Song Yunshen didn't study particularly hard. He generally stayed in the middle of the pack at school, with grades that were neither high nor low.
In his teachers' eyes, he was an ordinary student, neither a top student nor a complete academic slacker.
Apart from his handsome face, there wasn't much about him for his teachers and classmates to remember.
"I'll write in my diary for a bit." Song Yunshen put the plan he'd written on the desk. After thinking it over, he tucked it into a drawer along with the Future Diary.
He locked it.
Then he took a normal diary from the bookcase, opened it to the latest page, and prepared to write.
But just then, someone knocked on his bedroom door.
"Shenshen, are you in there?" His father, Song Mingyuan, called from outside.
"Yeah. What is it?"
"I'll come in and tell you."
"Oh."
The door opened, and Song Mingyuan, wearing rimless glasses and blue pajamas, walked in from the hallway and sat down by his son's bed.
Song Yunshen looked at his father and asked in puzzlement, "What is it?"
"Just letting you know I've taken an extended leave. I'm planning to go traveling over summer vacation," Song Mingyuan said.
"Huh?" Song Yunshen froze, then raised an eyebrow. "Going on a trip? Am I coming too?"
Song Mingyuan glanced at his son. "Don't you have extra classes over summer vacation? Of course I'm going by myself."
Song Yunshen said, "...How long are you going for? I think I could find a few days."
"Two months."
"What?!"
"Anyway, just stay home and behave over summer vacation," Song Mingyuan said. "Go to your extra classes when you need to, have fun when you can, but no staying up late. I'll be watching the cameras at home."
"Got it, got it." Song Yunshen waved a hand. Now that he knew he wasn't going on the trip, he couldn't be bothered to listen anymore. "So when are you leaving?"
"Early next month, I think."
"That works." Song Yunshen grinned. "My finals are next week, so the results should be out by the end of the month. We had a deal, remember? You have to give me my summer spending money then."
"Oh, that..."
"What? Are you trying to back out?"
"Of course not." Song Mingyuan shook his head, then smiled and tapped on his phone. "Check WeChat."
"What is it?" Song Yunshen pulled out his phone in puzzlement and opened WeChat. He saw that his father had sent him someone's contact. "Who's this?"
"Add her."
"Done." Song Yunshen looked at the person whose WeChat name was Yan Zhenxia, his expression turning suspicious. "You didn't find me a stepmother, did you?"
"Get lost!" Song Mingyuan's face darkened at once, and he smacked the back of his son's head. "If you can't watch your mouth, talk less."
"Ow..." Song Yunshen rubbed his head. "Then who is she?"
"Our tenant." Song Mingyuan regained his composure and spoke calmly. "You know we have another apartment in the East District? The fifty-square-meter one. It's been rented out for years."
"Tenant?" Realization dawned on Song Yunshen, but then he asked in puzzlement, "Why did you have me add her?"
"The rent on that apartment is two thousand yuan a month," Song Mingyuan said. "I just told her today that from now on, she should pay it directly to you."
"Huh?"
"Two thousand a month, including your living expenses, spending money, and any extra expenses for school," Song Mingyuan said. "From now on, I won't give you living expenses or spending money separately."
Song Yunshen blinked. It took him a long moment to react. "...Does it have to be this complicated?"
"Those will all be yours someday anyway. The sooner you take over, the sooner you'll get familiar with them." Song Mingyuan adjusted his glasses and looked out at the night. "The family has a few other apartments. Once you're in college, you'll collect all the rent."
"...Why does it feel like you're putting your affairs in order, Dad? You don't have some terminal illness, do you?" Song Yunshen asked with concern.
Song Mingyuan said, "...Can't you hope for something better?"
"I'm just worried about you."
"If you care about me, you might as well do a couple more problems." Song Mingyuan stood up from the bed. "I'm not worried about your science subjects, but your English is really terrible. If you bomb the final again, I'll find you an English tutor over summer vacation."
"Don't. What a waste of money."
"It's fine. I'll deduct it from the rent you collect."
"Damn! Do you know how expensive tutors are these days? How could two thousand a month be enough?"
"Then do well on the exam!"
After seeing his father out, Song Yunshen rubbed his forehead and glanced at WeChat again.
Only a few minutes had passed, and the other party hadn't accepted his friend request yet, so Song Yunshen put the matter aside for now and decided to write today's diary entry first.
[Friday, June 20, 2025]
[The weather was nice today, and we had PE in the morning. I really crushed Lao Xu]
[Then I also made a bet for lunch and dinner and won both, just as expected. Saved myself the cost of two more meals]
[Xia Yunuo came to ask me about a math problem again during evening study. Could she really have a secret crush on me?]
[Something strange happened again today. Hopefully I can find out the truth soon]
[Come to think of it, is Dad really okay?]
[He rarely travels, especially since Mom passed away, yet this time he's going for two whole months]
[He even sent me the tenant's WeChat... Speaking of which, when does she start paying me rent? I'll have to ask him later]
[All in all, another pleasant day. My savings plan is going smoothly, and I should be able to get a new computer this summer]
[Keep it up!]
Late at night.
A girl took the cheap diary she had bought yesterday out of her drawer and turned to the first page.
The next second, her brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't help asking the person in the living room, "Mom, did you use my diary?"
"Huh? No. What's wrong?"
"Oh... no, it's nothing..."
The girl shook her head and looked back down at the writing that had mysteriously appeared in her diary, sinking into thought for a moment.