第46章 埃尔德里奇港的呼唤 (第2/2页)

Fan Jingjing was confused for a while, as if he had received a strong shock or was trapped in some kind of nightmare that was difficult to escape. No matter what Fang mu asked him or what he asked him to do, he just shook his head. Finally, with the help of those around me, I reluctantly signed the consent form for the surgery.

After waiting for a while for Fang Jingjing's body to recover, the hospital plans to perform kidney transplant surgery within six days.

before signing the consent form for the surgery, Fang wu had already made preparations and conditioned his body according to the doctor's instructions, and as a qualified donor, he was ready to start the operation at any time.

however, the night before her kidney transplant surgery, Fang Jingjing jumped from the balcony of her hospital ward without any warning.

this poor girl, who mitted suicide, left only her will and an old-fashioned key to the parish.

Fang Jingjing finally wrote in his suicide note that he did not want to accept Fang mu's refund. between the lines, he apologized to homoku and began to recount his tragic life experiences.

the father of two brothers, Fang Jianhua and Fang Jingjing, mysteriously disappeared during a devastating flood in the south in 1998, before Fang Jingjing was born. After that, the two children were basically raised by their mother's family.

Fang Jingjing did not have a very good impression of her mother. when Fang Jingjing was only 4 years old, his mother and his unfortunate younger brother also died in a landslide.

having lost their parents, the two brothers could only rely on their grandparents.

without parental supervision, the brothers grew up in a small village, mostly in the countryside. before Fang Jianhua learned the bad habit of gambling, Fang Jingjing had a very close relationship with her younger brother. the two brothers relied on each other outside the home. After all, there were two brothers in the village without parents. he is easily bullied by his classmates.

when Fang Jianhua developed a lifelong gambling habit, she seemed like a different person. he no longer seemed to care about his beloved sister or grandparents. this was extremely disappointing to his family, especially in the case of Fang Jianhua. After stealing her family's unique savings of 2,000 yuan and running away with a large amount of debt, Fang Jingjing, who suffered greatly due to Fang Jianhua's chaos, decided to sever ties with Fang Jianhua.

perhaps one of the reasons why Fang Jingjing did not want to accept Fang mu's wish was that he hated his younger brother and could not forgive him, but when Fang mu saw this content at the time, he was very confused. . I want to. we accept it and do not resort to extreme measures such as death to express our rejection.

As he continued reading, Fang mu discovered a second reason for feeling suffocated.

Although Fang Jingjing did not have a very good impression of her mother, she still remembered her mother. thanks to vague memories and old photos, he was still able to recall the warm times he spent with his mother.

As for his father, he was different from his mother. Fang Jingjing just fantasized about it.

without any real documentation, after a flood she doesn't remember, all the photos of her father in her home mysteriously disappeared, just like her father. he had no choice but to rely on his brother's explanations to plete the puzzle in his brain. A father figure he had never seen before.

Fang Jingjing only knew that her father's occupation was as an editor at a small publishing pany. According to his brother, his father was in poor health and had a calm and elegant appearance, which was consistent with the public's impression of literary figures, or a certain kind of \prejudice.\

After Fang Jianhua left, Fang Jingjing became jealous of her fellow villagers whose parents were still alive. he has always admired people who are not strong but sacrifice everything for their family when they are bullied or insulted by debt collectors. Figures can stand up and defend them.

In order for her grandparents and her family to have a peaceful life, Fang Jingjing couldn't wait to work in the city after graduating from high school. he decided to pay off his brother's debt and at the same time asked about his brother.

perhaps in his heart there is still a memory of his brother's good side and he wishes that his brother had not left home to avoid debt, but he has another, stronger reason. did.

the first day Fang Jingjing met Fang mu, Fang mu explained to him that he wanted to repay the favor he gave ten years ago, and that he wanted him to take his brother's place as the object of the favor.

only then did Fang Jingjing learn that her brother had died, and suddenly realized the real reason why her brother disappeared.

the turning point in Fang mu's life and death ten years ago was also the turning point in the fate of Fang Jingjing's family. that year, her brother also ran away from home without telling her.

when Fang mu, who did not know this, confessed his feelings, Fang Jingjing was extremely distressed. perhaps he guessed that the older brother did not run away from the cruel house, but was forced to \break up\ from him. .

considering that he had deeply misunderstood his brother for ten years, and had experienced hardships that only he could experience in those ten years, Fang Jingjing's psychological defenses were about to collapse at this moment. this was also the reason why he showed confusion, pain and fear at that moment. reason

At this moment, Fang qi also felt the other feelings that Fang qi had for him in Fang qi's words. It was a kind of anger and resentment because Fang qi tapped into the heart of his brother who tragically passed away. .

therefore, in Fang Jingjing's eyes at that time, Fang mong was a good person who showed kindness, but at the same time he was also an enemy who stole his brother's heart.

these contradictory and plicated emotions made Fang Jingjing's heart very confusing. Fang Jingjing, who signed the surgical consent form in a confused state, felt unimaginable pain of regret and despair, and chose to mit suicide.

Fang Jingjing's suicide was mainly due to his guilt towards his brother, and probably also due to his hatred towards Fang mu. to be precise, it was hatred towards a person with a background like Juan mu. If you don't want homoku to regret it, it might be better to mit suicide. mu didn't have the opportunity to reciprocate his kindness, so Juan mu, who had a rich emotional world, felt closed off and in pain.

however, Fang mu was reluctant to speculate on this point. the words in Fang Jingjing's suicide note made him feel a kind of anger directed at him, but at the same time, he also felt Fang Jingjing's sincere apologies towards him.

he personally felt that the rest of the reason Fang Jingjing gave up on life was actually that he didn't know how to live his life anymore. Until then, I could try to live to pay off my debts and find my brother, but now I understand the feelings of the people who came to my house to encourage me to live. the debtor deliberately sucked the blood from them, and the poor soul, who could not resist, lost hope in life and lost the will to live, because he would never find his brother again.

At the end of her will, Fang Jingjing wrote that although she had given up on a kidney transplant, if Fang mu wished she could repay her in another way, it would be to cherish her. So that the elderly in my hometown can live their retirement with peace of mind. .

Fang Jingjing felt that the weight of repaying the favor was too heavy for him, so he decided to repay Fang wu in some way.

the keys and things he could open were the ones he decided to give to Fan mu. the key was able to open a small box in his rental house. It was a legacy from his father. considering his father's life occupation and Fang mu's writers, he felt that the professions matched well and most of what was inside would be useful to Fang mu.

254 pieces of black jade and a diary

Fang mu felt sorry and heartbroken that he could not save Fang Jingjing, but decided to agree to Fang Jingjing's last request, which could be considered as repayment for the Fang family.

however, what no one expected was that the tragic fate of the Fang family was not over.

when Fan mu found brother Fan's town, he found that the old man in his town had been dead for more than half a month. It turns out that the eldest grandfather of two suffered a heart attack from excitement after learning that his distant daughter was seriously ill and in critical condition. the grandmother, who was also in weak health, died next to him due to the death of her husband. It took more than a week for villagers to discover it.

Recently, the Fan brothers' family has been busy for a long time. Everything in the city has bee cleaner. It is unclear where the garbage truck was sent. there seems to be no place for family in the world.

the only thing they should be happy about is that their families will finally be able to bury them neatly side by side.

the fate of this family made Fang mu sad, and the thought of not being able to repay the family became an unruly fist in Fang mu's heart.

Fan mu receives Fan Jingjing's belongings at a rented house in the city, including a box that can only be opened with an ancient key that Fan Jingjing wanted to give him.

the box is not very large, about the length of your forearm. It is made of paulownia wood with ink painted on it. he trembled gently. the interior is hollow and generates noise. the inside seems to have a somewhat distinctive appearance. he looked at the black box carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked like a small coffin, so he was actually a little scared.

when Fang Jingjing opened the box with the key left behind, what caught Fang wu's eye was a half piece of black jade. beneath the black jade was a palm-sized diary with a cowhide cover.

Fang mu looked at the black jade half with interest before looking at the newspaper. It seems that it was once part of a jade pendant. the pattern was probably a type of frog, but the strange thing is that this piece of jade influenced the frog. It's incredibly delicate. Even the small particles and large irregularities on the body of frogs and frogs are precisely sculpted. the texture of jade is smooth and smooth, so if you are not careful, you will feel as if you are touching a real photo. Unknown frog with skin, caressing animal frog.

Fang mu once asked a friend to send it to a laboratory that studies jade for identification, and he discovered that the jade pendant could be dated back more than 5,000 years. I figured it out.

In this era of barbaric legends and undeveloped working tools, jade pendants emerged that far exceeded the profession of the time. this is definitely a great find.

Fan mu's friends at the institute say that Fan mu will keep this jade pendant at the institute to continue his research and maybe use it to find an ancient civilization that existed in china. he excitedly expressed his hopes.

however, Fang mu still refused his friend's request. After all, this black jade was a relic left by Fang Jingjing's father, and he didn't want to use it to bee famous.

wearing the black jade, Fang mu felt that the feel of the black jade frog pattern was still on his fingers. when I picked up the cowhide newspaper again, everything I touched felt like frog skin, and I felt a little scared inside. .

Afterwards, Fang mu will deeply regret opening this old newspaper. the moment I saw it, I was shocked by its contents.

the beginning of the diary, its yellowed pages, and the specks inside told the person who opened it the traces of the past. when Fang maki turned over the first page of the newspaper, he too gasped when he saw the words. Stop

Juan mu’s eye sockets were rapidly changing between expanding and contracting. After choking for a while, I suddenly felt short of breath. he did not pay attention to what was written in the newspaper. he just flipped through the pages quickly, jumping from the beginning to the middle and back to the middle. In the end, I jumped back for about a quarter or five minutes, and finally, my whole body gave out and I collapsed onto the sofa in the living room with a pale face.

the handwriting written in this diary is actually similar to mine...even the way we pose words and sentences are surprisingly similar.

how e there are people in this world who not only have similar handwriting but also the way they write?

however, since Fang mu had not had the habit of writing a diary since he was a child, he was convinced that this diary was definitely not for him.

Feeling like he had encountered some kind of absurd and unusual incident, Fang mu felt a voice in his heart and anxiously asked him not to read it again and not to burn the newspaper directly.

No more, no more!

And human curiosity is like a snowball rolling down a mountain. once it starts, it can't be stopped and it just keeps getting bigger and bigger.

Fang maki trembled and returned to the front page of the newspaper. there it was written: \on June 7, 1992, the time came. I finally chose to marry someone who could be my mother.\ today's wife looked great in her red wedding dress. he and I got married like old men in front of his parents. In front of the bed at the wedding he asked me if I was happy and I smiled and lied to him.

on June 18, 1992, my wife and I were living respectfully as a normal married couple. our days were simple and happy. today, my wife made a fish pot for me when I came home from working overtime at the newspaper pany. I'll eat it all. while we were taking a shower together, he hugged me and said let's live happily ever after. As I listened to the frogs croaking outside the window, I became anxious, hoping that he didn't notice anything wrong with me. I cheated again today.

on July 7, 1992, my work colleague Lao Jiang asked me how I felt during the first month of our marriage. he said he didn't feel anything at all. he also made fun of me for staying out of trouble. he said that in the future, his son's full moon will be memorable, and so will your wedding's full moon. If you know how to be romantic, prepare some delicious wine and food tonight. otherwise, you will receive the entire gift. back I couldn't understand this so I asked him for advice. Lao Zhang is very good at eating and drinking. he remended that there were a lot of shops selling frogs at the heather Street market these days. It's not the season to eat frogs, but there are a lot of fat frogs on the market now, and they're sold cheaply... below is what I haven't heard. my wife also often buys vegetables at the vegetable market on heather Road. when I got home that evening, he had cooked me a sumptuous dinner. I gave her the bouquet of roses I had bought. I looked at the dining table. there was no frog on it. I thought my wife knew I was afraid of them.

July 10, 1992. I ate a lot for dinner today. my wife noticed that I didn't eat lunch at work and asked me why. I didn't have anything to hide, so I just said that there was a frog in today's work. when my wife heard that, she didn't say anything. he went back to the kitchen and added another plate of fried pork for me.

September 12, 1992. I didn't write a newspaper for a while because the newspaper business was booming and my workload increased. when you're immersed in your busy life, you never seem to hear that sound approaching anymore. this is fantastic. Luckily my wife is pregnant.

255 past newspapers

on September 17, 1992, I felt like I heard his voice again. did he not want to let me go yet?

on September 18, 1992, it intensified. At night his voice grew louder and closer, but his wife was still asleep. she was pregnant. At this point I couldn't go crazy and disturb his rest.

on September 19, 1992, I couldn't sleep. I really couldn't sleep. I kept the light on in my study all night under the pretext of work. my wife was sleeping in the next room. I had no choice but to look into it and found out that pregnant women are sleeping well. he banged his head against the wall to get rid of the frog voices in his head and didn't wake up all night.

September 20, 1992. For the past few days, I haven't been able to sleep at night. he also seems to have mental problems. I always think that what I see on the ground by the roadside is some type of frog or toad, but when I look closely, I see that it is not.

on September 23, 1992, I fell into a a for several days. the doctor said I was overworked and exhausted. when my boss at the newspaper heard about my incident, he felt very sorry. the members of our newspaper were very close to each other, never discussing their superiors or the ranks of their employees in private. my boss's wife found out about my family's situation and even took care of me. wife for a few days. After I woke up, my boss decided to give me a month's vacation to rest. I wanted to say no, but I didn't know how to explain it because it wasn't his fault.

I was discharged from the hospital on September 24, 1992. I lied and said I was too nervous to sleep. the hospital prescribed me sleep. thanks to the medication, I was finally able to fall asleep. but I was also tired of sleeping. I ended up on a slippery road. I ran into a moss hole and planted an unknown sport. my feet felt like the earth was alive, like I was walking on a frog's body covered in mucus. there was always someone beating in the shadows behind me, unable to see the big picture. the giant frog inside was chasing me so hard it drove me crazy.

october 2, 1992 I think I developed a tolerance for sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night. the cries of frogs and toads never left my ears, and it seemed like dreams and reality were switching smoothly.

on october 3, 1992, I probably went crazy and tried to find the source of the sound. while my wife was sleeping, I took a knife from the kitchen and searched the whole house. It seemed to be everywhere, but there was no sound anywhere. did you hear a noise in your bed again?

on october 4, 1992, my wife returned to Japan at my strong request. I asked my wife to stay at home and take a good rest during her pregnancy. because of this, my always kind wife almost got into a big fight with me. I knew he was worried about me, but why shouldn't I be worried about him? Last night, when I was looking for the sound, I actually climbed into bed after the sound, picked up a kitchen knife, and almost sliced my wife's stomach open. I almost went crazy thinking that the noise was ing from my wife's stomach.

on october 6, 1992, I was nostalgic for the days when my wife was by my side. I had to admit that my cooking skills were really bad. After my wife disappeared, I gradually gathered up the courage to go out at night to look for sounds. I went out into the street and lay down, stuck my head into a dark, smelly hole, put on my slippers and went into a flower bed where the leaves were sprouting from the side. I was worried that you might notice his presence somewhere while you were exploring, but it seems like you've lost yourself in your exploration as well. I hope the neighbors don't see it. otherwise, my wife and I will have to move.

october 7, 1992. there was a thick fog last night, but I wasn't going to give up on looking for the sound. however, as soon as I went outside, I met the thief. he stood in the fog, and the flashlight made his strong, flat face look a little strange. I forgot that it was no longer my time of peace, and without hesitation I turned around and ran as fast as I could, with this face and stranger chasing after me. In the end, I ran home to avoid danger. After thinking about it, I realized that the thief's legs were a little strange. when the fog cleared during the day, I braced myself for a bullet and headed back to my spot, but I almost missed it. I was scared to death, but when I followed the footprints in the forest, I realized that there were always strange footprints and that the footprints were also webbed. I got scared thinking that maybe it was a man or something that chased me last night. A frog with a human body! ?

After chasing that frog on November 27, 1992, I temporarily abandoned the dangerous practice of chasing sounds and realized that these sounds were annoying enough, but not unbearable, and Gradually I realized that as long as I had to take the sound. the human frog takes the initiative to pursue the sound...the source of the sound does not take the initiative to harm itself. For the sake of my wife and future children, I decided to curb my insanity.

1992...

Fan mu hurriedly flipped through the diary. the rest of the diary looked pretty normal, but you could read between the lines the repressed emotions of the diary's owner. behind these hidden records written about the lives of ordinary people, there was a madman who wrote them, and he was getting more and more excited. .

these diaries documenting daily life lasted until February 1995. his excessive repression and concealment of his actions still affected him negatively.

February 16, 1995 my wife woke me up last night. when I woke up, I was standing on the balcony. my wife was holding me and my 3-year-old son Jianhua was crying and holding me. one of my thighs...I was sleepwalking! my wife was very sad and cried. I continued to fort my wife until Jianhua fell asleep in my arms. my wife couldn't take it anymore and asked me what was wrong. this time too, I didn't hide it and conveyed my suffering. Giant toad-like monsters kept appearing around me.

on February 17, 1995, it was unbelievable and my wife didn't fully believe my words, but she still chose to accept my words and asked me not to suppress my emotions. I asked. he wanted me to face my fears and problems head on. but I didn't have the courage to tell him that the oute was actually doomed, and in my heart I didn't want to walk through this muddy water. In the end, I didn't have much time to spend with them.

on February 18, 1995, looking at my wife's determined and encouraging look, I decided to go back to my roots and find out the truth behind it all. First, I have to go back to Ginnan and meet

Ithe head of the mo clan again.

February 24, 1995 I had been preparing for my trip for several days, and today I finally left. As I was writing in my diary on the train, I remembered what my wife had said before we left. be careful of everything.'' I told him it was okay because I knew it wasn't time to die yet.

on February 25, 1995, cheap and popular transportation had not been developed. After riding a bumpy sleeper bus all day and night, we finally arrived at our destination. Shit, my legs upstairs really hurt! After getting off the car, I rode a tricycle and came to the small town below the county seat for a temporary stay. I found a hotel near the station and checked in. there was a shrine dedicated to the local animal gods at the front of the hotel. A frog with a mysterious and bright pattern painted on its back was standing on the wall.

256 frogs and toads

In order to make it easier to understand what was written in the diary, Fang mu flipped through the diary and also looked at the things written in the diary that he didn't understand.

For example, as mentioned about the frog statue in the shrine, Fang mu said on the Internet that this frog statue is actually a type of animal god worshiped in the southern part of Guangxi, and is called the frog god. discovered that it is part of a system of witchcraft worship.

the origin of the frog god can be traced back to more primitive antiquity. It is one of the long-standing totem cultures in southern Guangxi and other parts of china. modern people believe that the sound of a frog's cry also signals the arrival of the planting season. this deity is also considered by the locals to be the image of the god of rain and abundance. I pray for good weather and a bountiful harvest for people.

Fang mu couldn't help but wonder, does the frog god worshiped here have any relation to the frog god mentioned by the newspaper owner?

Furthermore, the newspaper owner has some very strange ments about \time\, such as \this is no longer my peaceful time,\ \marry someone who can be my mother,\ and \In fact, the end is destiny.\ I have expressed this expression many times. ... I'm curious about this, but is the owner of the newspaper a time traveler from a certain future era?

Fang mu continued to read the newspaper, feeling a little excited but nervous.

when I arrived there on February 26, 1995, I could not find any locals as tour guides. As it turns out, this wasn't the first time I've been here. this was more than 20 years ago, and the place I wanted to go was quite primitive. on the contrary, this place has not changed much due to the changes of time and years, so it is also convenient to revisit the place where you lived before. oh, of course no one here knows me. with the help of local villagers, they boarded a van that was just on its way to their destination and arrived at the mountain village of wenyatun, along with a van loaded with red bricks and tiles. For a young foreigner like me, everyone in the mountain villages looks at me strangely. the sun was setting when we arrived at wenyatun, so we first had to think about where to stay. I paid my brother, who was driving the van, extra fare and lodging at home. my brother and his family were very excited. entertain me

Since ing to Guinan on February 27, 1995, my nervous breakdown has improved considerably. I know this is not due to the effects of the drug. I stayed one night at brother pica's house. Feeling refreshed, I planned to go out early in the morning to find the village chief of wenyatun Village. however, my brother stopped me, but asked me to stay at his house first since it was not customary for the village chief to get up early. Let's talk after breakfast. what I had for breakfast was sweet potato porridge with pickles. It didn't taste good, but it was good for settling my stomach. After breakfast, I saw my brother's daughter squatting next to an iron bucket in the garden, washing vegetables, drawing water, and making fun of something. I heard sounds like frogs and toads.

As I approached with some fear and curiosity, I saw the girl throwing all the homework papers she had collected into an iron bucket. then, the iron bucket came out with the loud cries of frogs and toads, and the sound of the iron bucket was also the same. there was a loud banging sound against the wall of the barrel, as if the frogs and toads inside were fighting for food. there was a faint sound of crunching flesh and blood, but the girl seemed to have seen something interesting and exciting, and she raised little silver bells in joy.

I trembled a little, I know what the girl is doing, and I know very well that what the girl has collected is my hair that fell from the room and my nails that were cut and discarded last night. .

I visited the village chief's house and explained the purpose of my visit and the problems I had been suffering from for the past few years. when the village chief learned about the incident, he remained silent for a while and then asked me to sit in the living room and wait. he started walking on crutches, probably looking for something. After waiting for a long time, I got up, went into the living room, looked around, and immediately saw the chapel here. As expected, a frog was registered, but this frog was different from the frog I saw at the hotel. It's just different.

the person in front of me had wrinkled skin, pimples all over his body, and hair, making him look more like a frog. It was pletely different from ordinary frogs, with smooth skin and vivid colors and patterns.

It is not a frog god, but a toad god, which is a more niche animal cult locally. It is worth noting that they distinguish between the two, locals have a pletely different attitude towards them.

when I see a statue with a face that looks like a frog but not a frog, like a bat or a sloth, my heart flutters knowing that this person is paying attention to me.

the gaze of the gods sometimes bees a curse rather than a blessing.

twenty minutes later, the village chief returned. he came to me with a black paulownia box in his hand and said that the way to solve my problem was to take the paulownia box from the cave of mount Nun and place it inside the statue of God. . on the feet and back okay. he seriously told me to never speak during the process of entering the cave. I wish I could just hold my breath. No matter what I see or hear, I must turn a blind eye, don't listen, and don't react... otherwise I won't be able to escape from this cave.

I am so grateful for what this old man did for me. he must pay a lot of money to help me find the contents of this paulownia box. In just a few minutes, his hand became abnormally swollen. , large and small rough bumps appear on it, just like frog skin.

I took the paulownia box to my brother's house and asked him about farming and mountaineering. the expressions on my brother's and his family's faces when they heard about this place took on a strange, ferocious look, and their views on me changed a little. he said that Nongsan is a little far from here. It's too late to go into the mountains now. A terrifying beast will appear in the mountains at night. So, I was planning to go to the mountains the next day as well.

on march 7, 1995, I returned to Japan safely. my wife was overjoyed when I returned home safely. he also contacted close family and friends to specifically congratulate me, but the family and friends who came to my house for dinner didn't know why we were celebrating. .

Seeing this, Juan mu’s eyebrows tightened. he turned the pages back and forth, but found no sign that the diary had been edited or torn.

In other words, something must have happened to the newspaper owner during the blank seven days from February 27th to march 7th, but he intentionally did not record it.

this empty space made Juan mu feel itchy in his heart, and his whole body felt like it was frozen. As a writer and a bookworm, he really couldn't stand this emptiness. he urgently wanted to know what happened after the newspaper owner went into the mountains. however, the newspaper owner deliberately deleted this record like a devil.

Suddenly, Fang mu's chest tightened, and a thought came to his mind. maybe the newspaper owner did this on purpose because he wanted to invite me to wenya Village in the southern part of Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region?

Fang mu was even more curious about brother Fang’s father. what did the man, whose handwriting and writing style were almost the same, look like and what kind of person was he?

In this regard, Fang mu could only pay an illegal private investigator to conduct further investigation and, if possible, at least obtain his photo.

All Fan mu knows so far is that the name listed on the father's information page in the Fan brothers' registry is Fan Ling.

“Fan Ling…” Fan mu had already made many guesses about the identity of the newspaper owner, but remembering the name again made him feel unfortable and absurd.

Its name is derived from the word ``fang'' by removing the prefix ``house'' and from the word ``bayashi'' by removing the prefix ``ki''.

maybe Fan Lin is me?

once this idea appeared, Fang mu couldn't get rid of it, and at the same time, an idea flashed in his mind.

he knew it was wrong to do so, and he knew it was absurd. he also knew that the answers he would get would be just as destructive as the illusion...but Fan mu still did it and asked someone to find him. ta. they lined up to remove Fang Jingjing's hair from the funeral and took their own hair to a dNA testing laboratory for identification.

before the test results came out, huang mu continued reading the diary, and his reading speed increased.

he was worried that he wouldn't have the courage to continue reading after the test results came out.

the pages of the newspaper crumpled in his trembling hands. he continued reading with a worried attitude.

Since Guinan returned, Fang Ling and his family have returned to peace and tranquility. Although my diary records are not as intense, the melancholy between the lines is gone and my sentences are softer. Life seems to be changing. get well.

Feeling the emotions that the newspaper owner had written, Fang mu's mood seemed to have calmed down, and he slowly regained his posure.

this relaxed state continued until 1997, when in July, two years after returning from Guinan, she suddenly stopped hearing her beautiful voice.

on July 12, 1997, our second child was already two months old. For famous reasons, he had to return to his rural hometown before his belly was revealed. only then will his unborn child be with me. only then will my daughter be born safely and I will be able to stay in town and continue earning money.

on July 21, 1997, the foreboding finally came true. I received my package today. Even though it was wrapped in a snakeskin bag, I felt the weight of something familiar inside the package. I opened the package and looked inside. what I was wondering about for almost 30 minutes was the black paulownia box. that was exactly what I sent to Nozan cave two years ago. he actually came out of the cave and came back to me. the difference is that this time it also es with a key to open the wooden box.

I opened the box and took a look. It was empty. my heart was empty and my soul felt like it had fallen into an endless abyss. that night, I drank alone on the balcony. the wind suddenly became a little colder, the back of my neck felt cold, and my heart became anxious. From the day I married my wife...or rather, from the very beginning, from the first time I came into contact with her, I thought that I would not be able to escape death, and that I would die the day I became a party to it. .

on July 22, 1997, with a bit of luck in my heart, I boarded the train and headed back to Guinan. will sending the box back there save me from disaster?

on July 23, 1997, news of the collapse arrived. the village chief at the time passed away, and so did his entire family. their daughter-in-law also went crazy after losing her child. Soon after, he too was admitted to a psychiatric hospital and had his head buried in the asylum. I mitted a strange suicide by pushing myself into the iron fence that Kohan's forearm had penetrated. the new village chief regretfully told me that no one in the village would help me. So...who sent me this paulownia box?

on July 25, 1997, I sat on the train heading home, feeling like I was dying inside. when they returned to mount Nun, the cave had collapsed and they could not enter it. when the new village chief saw me trying to climb the mountain alone, he was shocked and angry, and scolded me for risking my life. perhaps because he felt pity for me, he finally revealed the truth. A few months ago, all the children of the families who worship the frog god in the village went to mount Nong to perform their annual worship ritual. Unexpectedly, that day the cave collapsed. None of the people who entered the cave that day survived, so it was equivalent to the death of those who knew how to solve my problem. of course, there was no one to help me anymore.

on September 30, 1997, my wife's belly was already very large. I told my wife that I wanted to take her to a northern city. my wife's parents expressed reluctance, but my wife agreed without thinking.

the diary below records Fang Lin's daily life as he takes care of his pregnant wife. At the same time, Fang Lin had to work hard at her new job during the day.

his wife, who had been pregnant for a long time, finally gave birth on April 1, 1998. Fan Lin and his wife weled their youngest child, Fan Jingjing.

my daughter was born on April 7, 1998, the 1st of this month. mother and daughter are safe. Jenhwa is a sensitive child. You can see that he really loves his sister. I told him that if his parents were to disappear in the future, he would have to love his sister and do everything in his power to protect her, no matter what happens. Jianhua swore to me. when I heard that, I hugged my wife and children for the first time and cried in front of them. I could no longer hide my weaknesses.

on may 20, 1998, after Labor day, I finally found time to write my last diary entry. I'd like you to read the previous entry, but what I want to say is that I'm not going to write anything today. Your package will be delivered to you today, but this is a secret only for me. None of us can escape the vortex of time and the traps of fate. I wish you good luck in the future.

Seeing this, Juan mu's heart suddenly twisted, and confusion and fear crawled all over his body like ants, and his respiratory system was almost strangled. he couldn't explain in words how he felt at that moment.

Fan Lin...is it me?

ding dong!

“Sir, please sign for the package.”

desperate, homaki received a package from the evaluation agency from the courier, opened the document inside the package, read the text, and gleaned the most important information.

Fang mu suddenly felt the sky falling and felt dizzy for a while. he fell to the ground and muttered. “Father and daughter…Fang Jingjin is my daughter…”

257 Go to the mountains

Fang mu didn't tell anyone about the unusual things that happened to him, and he didn't have the courage to tell anyone. Asking others for help only gets people into trouble, which is of no use to him or to others.

what he really wanted to say was that humans could conquer nature, but only the protagonist of the novel was qualified to say that. he was a normal human with no magical powers.

If the future could be changed, he wouldn't be alive right now. he was supposed to die on the day of his physical education exam 10 years ago because a suitable heart source could not be found.

Fang mu's heart was like a fire that was about to run out of oil, and despair was the only future he could see.

I cut off contact with the outside world and locked myself in my house alone for three days and nights. besides observing the basic three meals and sleeping schedule, he remained silent the rest of the time. I spent more time in a daze than I did thinking, and the thinking itself was just a random idea. .

After intermittent daydreaming, Fang mu opened a travel app on her phone, swallowed, and with a trembling thumb pressed the train ticket to Guinan.