Author: Youdaoyan

Although Fang Mu felt regretful and heartbroken that he could not save Fang Jingjing, Fang Mu decided to agree to Fang Jingjing's last request, which could be regarded as a complete repayment of the Fang family's kindness.

However, what no one expected was that the Fang family's tragic fate did not end.

When Fang Mu found the hometown of the Fang brothers and sisters, he found that the old man in his hometown had been dead for more than half a month. It turned out that after learning that his granddaughter who was far away was seriously ill and was in critical condition, the grandfather of the two elders was so excited that he had a heart attack.

The grandmother, who was also in frail health, also died next to her due to infarction due to the death of her husband. It was more than a week before she was discovered by the villagers.

Nowadays, the hometown of the Fang brothers and sisters has long been occupied by relatives. Everything in their hometown has been cleared away. It is not known where the garbage truck has been sent. It seems that there is no place for their family in the world.

The only thing worth gratifying is probably that their family can finally be buried neatly next to each other.

The fate of this family made Fang Mu feel sad, and the inability to repay their family became a knot in Fang Mu's heart that could not be resolved.

Fang Mu accepted Fang Jingjing's relics from the rented house in the city, including the box that Fang Jingjing said she wanted to give to him, which could only be opened with the ancient key.

The box is not big, about the length of a forearm. It is made of paulownia wood that has been painted ink. It shakes gently. There are many hollow areas inside, and there are sounds. It seems to have a somewhat distinguished appearance inside. Looking at the black box carefully,

It's actually a bit scary, because the more you look at it, the more it looks like a small coffin.

Opening the small box with the key left by Fang Jingjing, what caught Fang Mu's eyes was half a piece of black jade. Under the black jade was a palm-sized diary with a cowhide cover.

Before looking through the diary, Fang Mu curiously looked at the half piece of black jade. It seemed that it was once part of a jade pendant. The pattern on it was probably some kind of toad frog, but the strange thing was that the toad frog was overly carved on this piece of jade.

It is so delicate that it is almost unbelievable. The fine particles and large bumps on the body of the toad are carved with meticulous precision. Due to the smooth and smooth texture of jade, if you don't pay attention, you will feel as if you are touching a real piece of skin.

Stroking the unknown toad-frog creature.

Fang Mu once asked a friend to send it to a jade research institute for identification, but it was identified that the formation time of this jade pendant can be traced back to more than 5,000 years ago.

In that barbaric legendary era when working tools were underdeveloped, such a jade pendant that far surpassed the carving skills of the times appeared. This is undoubtedly a great discovery.

Fang Mu's friend at the research institute excitedly expressed the hope that Fang Mu could keep this jade pendant in the research institute to continue research, and perhaps use it to find the ancient civilization that once existed in their land in China.

However, Fang Mu still rejected his friend's request. After all, the black jade was a relic left by Fang Jingjing's father, and he did not want to use it to become famous.

Putting down the black jade, Fang Mu felt that the touch of the black jade toad-frog pattern was still on his fingers. When he picked up the cowhide diary again, he felt as if everything he touched was the touch of toad-frog skin, and he felt a little hairy inside.

And next, Fang Mu will deeply regret opening this old diary, because the content inside shocked him the moment he saw it.

Opening the diary, the yellowed pages and mottled stains inside told the person who opened it the traces of the passage of time. When he turned to the first page of the diary, Fang Mu's breath also caught the second he saw the words.

Stopped.

The pupils in Fang Mu's eyes were rapidly changing between dilation and contraction. After suffocating for a while, he suddenly became short of breath. He didn't pay attention to what was written in the diary. He just quickly turned the pages, jumping from the beginning to the middle and then to the end.

, jumped back a quarter, then a fifth, and finally felt weak all over, and fell on the sofa in the living room with a pale face.

The handwriting written in this diary is actually the same as my own...even the habits of composing words and sentences are surprisingly similar.

How could there be people in this world who not only have handwriting but also writing styles that are so similar to each other?

But Fang Mu was sure that this diary was definitely not his, because he had never had the habit of writing a diary since he was a child!

Faintly feeling that he had encountered some kind of absurd and bizarre event, Fang Mu felt a voice in his heart, anxiously urging him not to read anymore and to burn the diary directly.

Don't look at it anymore, don't look at it anymore!

And human curiosity is like a snowball rolling down a high mountain. Once it starts, it can never stop, and it will only get bigger and bigger.

Fang Mu tremblingly turned back to the first page of the diary, which read: June 7, 1992, the weather was fine, and I finally chose to get married with someone who can be my mother. My wife is wearing red today

The wedding dress looked very touching. She and I got married like ancient people in the presence of her parents. She asked me in front of the bed in the bridal chamber if I was happy, and I smiled and lied to her.

On June 18, 1992, my wife and I lived a respectful and respectful life like an ordinary couple. Our days were simple and happy. Today, my wife stewed a pot of fish for me who came back from working overtime at the newspaper office. I ate it all. We were taking a shower together.

At that time, she hugged me and told me that she wanted to live happily like this forever. As I listened to the frogs croaking outside the window, I got goosebumps. I hoped she didn't feel anything unusual about me. Today, I also deceived her again.

On July 7, 1992, my colleague Lao Zhang from my workplace asked me how I felt during the first month of my marriage. I said I didn’t feel much at all. He also teased me for being an inexperienced person and said that my son’s full moon would be something to remember in the future.

The full moon of a wedding is naturally worth remembering. If you know how to be romantic, you have to prepare some good wine and food tonight. If not, you have to take the whole gift back. I didn’t understand this, so I asked him for advice. Lao Zhang is very good at eating and drinking, and he recommended it.

I said that there are a lot of frog shops selling frogs in the market over the heather road recently. Although it is not the season for eating frogs, there are many and fat frogs in the market now, and they are sold cheaply... I didn't listen to the rest. My wife is often there too.

I was shopping at the vegetable market on Heather Road. When I came home tonight, I found that she had cooked a sumptuous dinner. I gave her the bouquet of roses I bought. I looked at the dining table and saw that there were no frogs on it. I missed my wife.

You probably already know that I'm afraid of them.

July 10, 1992. I ate a lot for dinner today. My wife saw that I didn’t eat at work at noon and asked me why. I didn’t hide it from her and just said that the work had frogs today. After hearing this, my wife didn’t say anything and replied.

He went to the kitchen and added another dish of farm fried pork.

September 12, 1992. I haven’t written a diary for a while. Because the newspaper business is booming, my workload has also increased. After immersing myself in the busy life, I seem to have never heard the sound of His approach.

This is great. Fortunately, my wife is pregnant.
Chapter completed!