Message, Wardrobe (Second Update)
If a person is in a completely hopeless situation and suddenly receives mercy from fate, it is hard not to be excited and forgetful.
This is how I feel now. After realizing the clear whereabouts of my younger sister Xu Ping, the joy that fills my heart is truly endless. At this moment, the injuries on my body and the terrible and unpredictable environment around me don't matter at all.
To be honest, I have completely lost interest in Nian Huairen and his life-or-death secrets. I think the same is true for Zhang Tianyi and Sanyi. When they know about Pingping's situation, they probably won't have time to even look at this jerk Nian Huairen.
And, my God, my heart was surging. I rolled up those precious files and stuffed them into my arms, and I couldn't help laughing wildly. I looked like a crazy villain. I thought that since Pingping and her friends who she picked up established the Nian family, then according to the seniority, wouldn't they become half of our ancestors?
It is said that people have countless choices in their lives, but there is one thing they cannot choose: they cannot choose where they are born or their parents and family.
But now, because of the reverse travel in time, Xu Ping miraculously came to the source, and from that day on he chose his own life experience and real name.
So, logically speaking, we are not only a family by nature, but also a blood relationship that we created on our own initiative. It's all so wonderful.
Damn, why don't I have a loud speaker now? I want to proudly announce to the world that my sister is that young. Is there anyone in this world who is more amazing than my Ping Ping? Well, well, my days of being a second-generation who domineering and living a life of idleness and waiting for death have finally arrived.
From today on, although I am not the real young master of the Zhang family, I am the real ancestor of the Nian family. Whoever dares to object, I have someone above my head, and I am protected by the screen.
As I was laughing, I squatted down and started to break down and cry.
Damn Yishu, why did our good family have to be torn apart like this? Why should such a good sister like mine be thrown into a shitty place where there is no smart phone to guard some broken walls and underground palace? I'll fuck all your family of wanderers, I'll fuck your uncle's weird stories, I'll fuck your uncle's group of unfilial descendants and damn Nian Huairen.
After such a long time and so far away, how can she come back to reunite with us for the New Year? I miss her.
All the emotions that I dared not think about or look back on in the past suddenly collapsed. I held my head, vented my emotions, howled loudly, and then cursed.
I don't know how long I was in a daze, and eventually I was talking nonsense and had no idea what I was doing. Dongzai got panicked and probably thought I was crazy, so he bit my arm hard.
I felt the pain, and subconsciously froze for a moment, holding the cat down. It anxiously bumped into me, and the little fat cat whimpered. I couldn't help but shed two more useless tears, and finally woke up, slowly wiped my face, and after a moment, I stood up with the help of my numb legs.
Yes, this is not the time to go crazy. The news is still waiting for me to get out.
I took a deep breath and found that my mouth was bitter and full of powder. It turned out that I had been biting the cold flame lighting when I was reading the file just now, and I bit a corner of it in my mouth without noticing it.
With a mouth full of blood foam, I spat out the metal powder in the cold flame stick, broke off another one and held it in my hand, comforted Dongzai and put him on my shoulder.
My rationality returned, and with the slight stimulation brought by the bitter taste, I calmed myself down, got my thoughts back on track, and soon realized a problem.
Others may not be able to understand these files at present, but Zhang Tianyi or Sanyi can instantly come to the same conclusion as me once they have read them.
I am also sure that before today, they and I knew the same amount of information about the secrets of "Young Man", and they did not hide anything from me about Pingping, which is why I have been tortured and uneasy for a long time.
So, they didn't even look at the files? Did they never come back for some reason, or did they not find the files? Either way, it was abnormal considering their efficiency.
That very bad feeling came over me again, and I intuitively felt that Zhang Tianyi's urgency in making this trip must be related to this abnormality.
I checked the broken table again and again, and found that it had been emptied out and there was nothing else inside. I held up the cold flame and went to search under the two beds, one large and one small, in the bedroom.
The reason why I didn't dismantle the eye-catching large wardrobe first was that I was still a little worried about the two beds, and I was also worried that there were some dangerous things sealed in the wardrobe. Once it was opened, I might have to escape for my life, and it would be difficult to go back and check again.
Roll the broken cold flame under the bed to light it up. With the cold light, it can be confirmed that the double bed is empty. There are no lurking monsters or mysterious suitcases. Judging from the even distribution of dust, there are no signs of anything crawling or dragging.
Looking at the child's crib again, the bottom was also empty, with no debris found. But what made people think was that there was a small area inside that was very clean, with much less dust than other places.
I took a look and made a rough guess. It was about the size of the space a child would occupy when lying flat on the ground, and it should have happened more than once or twice.
In this room, there was a child who often hid under the crib. What does this mean?
Although this child can only be a young Sanyi, I still try to just assume that he is an ordinary, unfamiliar child at this moment, and think about what he is doing under the bed. What is the specific time period when this happened?
The children's bed was not very big or high. There was no point in thinking too much. I turned sideways, grabbed the outermost edge, slid myself in, and crawled under the bed.
A faint musty smell hit my nose, and it was a bit difficult for an adult to fit it all in. I reluctantly adjusted my posture, letting myself lie down in that clean little area, turning my vision to look ahead and around.
What is puzzling is that from this angle, there is no wardrobe or table and chairs facing the corner as I expected, and it is also not convenient to observe the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, as the view is mostly blocked by the height of the bed board.
When you lie down in this area, there is just an ordinary floor in front of you.
I was somewhat puzzled, so I turned over on a whim. Since lying prone was not right, then maybe I should lie on my back. Is there anything directly above this area?
I subconsciously raised my hand to touch it, and it touched the bed board, which was uneven. I was slightly stunned, but then I reacted and carefully felt it from top to bottom with my fingertips, and realized that it was a line of words scratched out by my fingernails.
Due to the general rotting of the wood in the master bedroom, the scratches above my head were very difficult to discern. I squinted my eyes and read silently with great effort. It seemed that when I read them out one by one, they were:
"…Two? One? Me?"
This is a very ambiguous statement. I couldn't figure it out and wondered what it meant.
Am I overthinking it? Sanyi was just rebellious back then, and hated being in the same room with Nian Huairen, but as a child he had no initiative. So he chose to occasionally hide under the bed late at night, using the cover of the bed board to stay away from the resistance, so as to get a little bit of his own false pure land.
Does this line of words reflect his confusion and disappointment about his own positioning when he was young?
After all, Sanyi was still living with Nian Huairen at that time, and Zhang Tianyi had not yet come, so he was still unique in the world.
Therefore, there shouldn’t be a situation similar to the one between Pingping and I at the beginning, where we looked at each other in bewilderment at another mirror version of “myself”, unable to distinguish between self and others.
I felt around the edges and found no other writing. I was worried, so I held the cold flame to my forehead and scanned it inch by inch against the light. After a careful inspection, I was sure that nothing was missing, so I breathed a sigh of relief and crawled out from under the bed.
Well, I patted my forehead and thought to myself that I was really possessed. The children in our family have been unlucky and have suffered a lot since they were young. If they had encountered fewer evil things when they were young, it would be a good thing. I don't need to make up stories when I see the slightest sign of trouble, as if I was expecting him to see a ghost.
Didn't a good thing happen today? Xu Ranxing, from now on don't be so gloomy, be optimistic.
After seriously reflecting on my own bad and bad nature, I encouraged myself and walked to the wardrobe. I raised the fat cat and bowed to the heaven with unprecedented piety. Come on, please give me an ordinary mummy. I don't want anything more or less.
I can’t say whether God agreed with me or not, but Dongzai had no objection anyway. He snored obediently in my hands and just asked me not to cause trouble again.
After releasing the cat, I paused for two seconds, feeling a bit nervous that I couldn't even understand, then grabbed the closet door and swung it aside.
It was very soft, and inside was a big mess of rotten cotton wool.
Inside the bulging cotton wool was a human figure that had shrunk severely, tied tightly with old-fashioned floral sheets and nylon ropes, much like a long rice dumpling. There were not many clothes in the closet, and most of them were severely rotten. They were pushed aside by the cotton wool and piled in the corner.
I picked up a broken chair by the wall and lifted up a corner of the mummy. It was so heavy in my hands that I barely supported it with the inverted chair legs. Then I took out all the clothes, spread them out neatly one by one, and felt the pockets to make sure there was nothing on them before putting them on the ground.
Soon, all the clothes were searched clean, except for some tissues thrown into the inner pockets and some soaked cigarette butts.
Since I moved into the old house, I have never seen such a "clean" scene. I felt depressed that I had no place to use my skills, and I also felt helpless that I had to face the summer homework despite trying every means to avoid it.
Finally, he carried out the mummy and placed it on the floor covered with rags. He sighed, took out his knife and started cutting the cotton wool.
I had given up hope, and out of obsessive compulsiveness I wanted to give myself an explanation. I threw the rotten cotton wool and the knotted nylon ropes aside, and said to Dongzai:
"Do you smell it? It smells like alcohol. It hasn't dissipated after all these years. This bastard Nian Huairen must have marinated himself in alcohol."
The little fat cat completely believed my nonsense, shook his whiskers in confusion and went to smell it.
This made me feel a little embarrassed, so I quickly rubbed the cat's head and pushed it away.
It was at this moment that Dongzai shuddered, suddenly arched his back completely, and quickly retreated to my feet in two steps, looking at me in extreme confusion.
I tensed up and jumped back: "Alive? Revived corpse?"
The mummy didn't move in the darkness, and everything seemed normal. A face that was somewhat deformed after dehydration could be vaguely seen in the torn cotton wool. It was unfamiliar and difficult to recognize at first, but there was no sign of distortion.
I was totally confused and couldn't help but pick up the cold firework again and go over to tear the cotton wool apart completely.
After a moment, staring at the ordinary mummy, my mind went blank. I turned to look at Dongzai for help, and I was also in great confusion.
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