Xia Yiqian had no intention of hiding anything. She nodded with a stern face and read from the book in a clear and calm voice.
"It's the 30th day of the seventh lunar month, sunny. The wizard said my sister is the wife of the river god and must be offered to him when she turns 18. There are only two days left. My sister cries every day, and I'm so heartbroken.
Because of my fate, I have always had better food and better things than my sister since I was a child. My sister has nothing, but she is very good to me. I don't want to let her sacrifice to the river god, so I discussed with her that she is good at swimming, so I will sacrifice to the river god on her behalf. In this way, even if I have a big stone tied to my body, she and my fiancé's good swimming skills can save me.
My sister cried and said it was too dangerous and would anger the other villagers, so she didn't agree to it. I was so sad."
"The first day of the eighth lunar month is cloudy.
The weather is not very good today, but I am very happy because my sister agreed to my plan. She said that after she was rescued, she would run away from the village and live in a place where no one knew her. She would earn a lot of money to buy me delicious food and beautiful clothes.
But what makes me happy is not that she wants to buy these things for me, but that I know she can be saved, can break free from her fate, and live the life she wants. I look forward to that day. "
"It's the fifth day of the eighth lunar month, the day for offering sacrifices to the river god. Early in the morning, I snuck into my sister's room, swapped identities with her, and was dressed up beautifully, taken to the river. There, I jumped from the altar on the riverbank and suffocated..."
When reading this, Xia Yiqian's voice stopped abruptly.
Huang Yangyang asked in confusion, "Why don't you continue reading?"
"There's something wrong with this diary." Taoist Xuanyi said with a frown.
Kong Yanqing's expression was not very good either. "Something is indeed wrong."
Huang Yangyang was a little confused by what these two people said. He stared at the book in Xia Yiqian's hand, as if he wanted to stare a hole in it, but he couldn't see anything. He couldn't even read a single word on the book.
If he didn't believe that Xia Yiqian was not that kind of person, he would even think that Xia Yiqian was making up stories.
Somewhat unwillingly asked: "Why?"
Xia Yiqian touched the diary in her hand with one hand, and said calmly, "She sacrificed herself, why is her diary here?"
Huang Yangyang: "Maybe she came back after being rescued by her sister?"
Zhao Xun: "If she comes back, she won't be the river god anymore, and she won't hate the people here."
Huang Yangyang was suddenly choked and speechless, and decisively chose to keep silent.
Kong Yanqing: "Keep reading and see what he wrote next."
Xia Yiqian nodded gently, "When I thought I was about to die, my fiancé swam over from the other side of the river. I was very happy to see the life-saving straw, thinking that I would be saved soon.
He swam to my side with all his strength, but he stayed very close to me, frowned at me and didn't swim forward.
I was very puzzled and didn't understand why he didn't come to save me quickly. Then I saw another figure swimming towards me from the other direction of the river. It was my sister.
I saw with my own eyes that my fiancé, who was standing right next to her, turned around and swam over after seeing her jump down. The two of them hugged each other in the water, looking very sweet, and then they both swam away.
I saw with my own eyes that when my sister was supported by my fiancé while swimming away, she turned back and gave me a smug smile, and watched me sink to the bottom, completely submerged under the riverbed, but she did not come to save me as promised.
I can't believe that the two people closest to me would betray me. They might have been in love for a long time.
I felt like a fool.
I was furious, but not hateful. I was more confused. What had I done wrong?
"I don't know how many days and nights have passed. I can no longer tell which day it is, but from beneath the riverbed I watched helplessly as my sister took my place and lived happily in the village, enjoying herself like a duck in water.
She was loved by her parents, married my favorite fiancé, and was loved by everyone in the village.
Although we are twins, one of us has a beauty mole on the left side of our face, while the other has one on the right side. Our living habits and personalities are also very different.
We weren't so similar that even our parents couldn't tell us apart, and even the villagers could easily tell us apart in the past.
Can't they recognize that's my sister?
I don't believe it.
They all knew that the person who died was me, but they tacitly accepted my sister's occupation of my identity, as if I had never existed. Even my parents didn't ask why I had changed or where I had gone.
Why are they doing this to me?
I hate it! "
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