The diary has turned yellow. Judging from the contents described above, this diary should have been recorded a long time ago, before the restricted area existed.
Lu Zhan investigated the identity of the deceased on the ninth floor. He was a doctor and a very powerful genetic warrior, and had nothing to do with the "me" described in the diary.
What is on the table is not so much a diary as it is an autobiographical novel of unknown authenticity.
Lu Zhan stopped watching the surveillance footage because he believed Chen Shi would handle everything.
The smell of decay hit his nostrils, and he turned to the next page of the diary.
…
That meal obviously brought us closer, and in the days that followed, Chen Xiaoyue no longer looked at me warily.
I am very busy at work and often have to go home late at night. No matter how late I get home, I can see that the lights in her house are still on.
"Still not sleeping well?"
I was a little worried about her, but I was too embarrassed to knock on her door late at night. I was about to open my own door when I suddenly heard a strange sound behind me.
I turned around and approached the door of Chen Xiaoyue's house, and the voice became a little clearer again.
After hesitating for a moment, I knocked on the door, but it was not closed. When I touched it, it slowly opened, and the darkness inside spread out.
"Could someone have broken in?"
I stood in front of the door for a while, then tiptoed carefully into the house. There was no light on in the living room. Thinking of the light I saw downstairs, I realized that Chen Xiaoyue should be in the bedroom.
As I got closer and closer to the bedroom, I gradually heard a singing voice. It was a melody I had never heard before. It was like a lingering love song. It sounded like it must have been very old.
I have to say, hearing such a song at night was quite captivating. I walked quickly to the bedroom door and saw the light shining through the crack in the door.
The singing became more and more sad, and I couldn't hold back my curiosity. I quietly walked to the door and looked in through the crack in the door.
It was not a weird scene as I imagined. I saw Chen Xiaoyue putting on makeup in front of the mirror. She was caressing her face. Her technique seemed quite unfamiliar. After a while, she made herself look more and more uglier. I almost fell asleep.
Laughed out loud.
But speaking of it, I haven’t seen her wearing makeup before...
I thought to myself, and suddenly realized that I was peeping. I quickly stepped back and looked up to find a photo frame on the wall. Two people could be vaguely seen in the photo, like a wedding photo.
But it was too dark in the room and I really couldn't see clearly. I didn't dare to stay for a long time, so I left in a hurry.
Early the next morning, the door was knocked rhythmically. I opened my eyes in a daze, covered my aching head, looked at the clock on the wall, and instantly woke up. I quickly got up and got dressed, taking a look at the clock.
Looking at the phone, there are several missed calls.
"Overslept."
I yawned and was not worried about being late for work. I first sent a message asking for leave, and then went to the bathroom to tidy up my appearance.
I look in the mirror tall and handsome, but I look a little unattractive. I have been suffering from headaches for several years, but the doctor can’t give me an answer. I can feel that my body is getting worse, so I haven’t even dared to drink in recent years.
Already.
As a reporter, I have visited hospitals many times and know how fragile life is. Perhaps it is because of this that I want to dig out more truths in the limited time. After all, many things cannot bear to wait.
With this thought in mind, I opened the door.
As soon as I opened the door, I happened to see Chen Xiaoyue walking towards her home, so I hurriedly called her.
She turned around, her expression still expressionless.
"You didn't open the door. I thought you weren't home."
"Logically, he's not here." I asked without explaining too much, "Is something wrong?"
"Today is my birthday."
I pretended to be confused and said, "What's wrong? Do you want me to spend time with you?"
In fact, I saw her birthday cake in the living room as early as last night.
"You know, I have no friends."
"If you don't have friends, you should have family, right?"
"I've always been alone."
I was stunned and shook my aching head. Yes, she seemed to have said that she was an orphan. In the past, she had friends who were willing to accompany her, but after that incident, she didn't even have any friends now.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Chen Xiaoyue noticed something strange about me.
"It's an old habit," I said, not wanting to say more, "I'll spend your birthday with you, and I happen to be free today."
We quickly bought ingredients, and at Chen Xiaoyue's insistence, we also bought a bottle of liquor.
Although Guan Ming walked into her house openly this time, I still felt a little guilty. What if she knew that I sneaked into her house last night?
Fortunately, she didn't notice it, or maybe she did but didn't bother to teach me a lesson, so she walked into the kitchen not long after entering the house.
"You can also cook." I glanced at the buckets of instant noodles piled up in the trash can in the living room and couldn't help but tease.
"You will learn to cook after being alone for a long time." Chen Xiaoyue's voice came from the kitchen, "You seem to be alone, right?"
"My mother passed away, and my father was injured and became a vegetative state. He has been lying in the hospital." I answered casually, raised my head, and did not find the photo from last night.
"Put it away?" I was a little confused, wondering if I had seen it wrong. Chen Xiaoyue had never been married, so where did the wedding photos come from?
But thinking about the ring on her ring finger, I felt something was wrong.
Thinking like this, I quietly walked into Chen Xiaoyue's bedroom and found a photo frame on the bed.
It was indeed a wedding photo. The man and woman in the photo were close to each other, their faces full of sweetness.
The photo frame is very clean and seems to have been carefully cleaned, but the photo is a little yellowed and looks old.
"What are you doing?" Chen Xiaoyue's voice came from behind. I was startled and replied, "Just wander around."
"Can you still move to my bedroom?"
"Let's go now." I turned around guiltily and looked back at the photo. The woman on it was dignified and generous, but she was not Chen Xiaoyue.
"It should have been left by the previous tenants. You can't just throw this kind of thing away casually. What if they come back to look for it?" Seeing that I was hesitant to speak, Chen Xiaoyue explained.
"Can you forget the wedding photos? This is an important testimony of love." I agreed and walked out of the bedroom, pretending to criticize the couple's carelessness, and secretly looked back a few times.
"Don't feel guilty, I saw you last night." Chen Xiaoyue didn't mean to pursue it. She shook her head and pulled me into the kitchen, "Come here and help."
We have been busy all morning, preparing a table of sumptuous dishes. Although this is a birthday with only two people attending, it still needs to have a sufficient sense of ceremony.
Chen Xiaoyue poured two glasses of wine and handed me one. I took a sip and felt extremely spicy, so I quickly put down the glass.
"You can drink all this." Seeing the girl drinking like water, I couldn't accept it, "Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?"
"It would be nice if I could get drunk." Chen Xiaoyue muttered something, but I didn't hear it clearly.
We didn't eat much, and there was a lot of food left on the table. She put down her chopsticks, looked at the table quietly, and then looked at me: "Because of the so-called curse, all my friends have cut off contact with me... You
Aren't you afraid of me?"
"I've never been afraid of this."
My heart moved. One of the reasons why I contacted her was to find the truth. Now that she had opened her mouth, I could continue to ask questions.
"By the way, at that time, did you see how the old man died?"
The girl was silent for a moment and replied: "I didn't see it, I was blindfolded... But does it matter how you die? If you die, you are dead. There is nothing left."
"Are you afraid of death?"
"Of course." The girl glanced at me, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
I didn't answer, but asked: "Since you are so afraid of death, how dare you be defenseless against strangers? Aren't you afraid that you will die?"
Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyue's fists hidden under the table seemed to be clenched a little tighter, her face was a little dazed for the first time, and she said in a daze, "Of course I'm afraid, I want to live well."
Her body was trembling slightly, her mood was getting worse and worse, her expression changed several times, she would cry and laugh, showing dozens of expressions in a short period of time, and her beautiful face looked a bit strange.
"Don't be afraid, you won't die, you will live well." Sensing the girl's strangeness, I quickly calmed her down, and she gradually calmed down.
"I'm still alive, am I still alive..." She whispered, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, took the cake over, and put candles one by one.
"Hey, you've already inserted more than 30 tubes and you're still inserting them," I reminded her, dumbfounded, seeing that she was in a daze.
She woke up from a dream and hurriedly pulled out some candles. When there were twenty-four left, she hesitated and stopped.
"You must have forgotten your age, right? If you forget, just insert 18, girls will always be 18!" I joked.
Chen Xiaoyue glanced at me and said softly: "I haven't celebrated my birthday in a long time."
"It's okay. Whatever happens from now on, I'll still be here to accompany you." I said.
The girl was silent for a moment and gently blew out the candle.
"There shouldn't be another one."
I didn't hear her murmur clearly, I only saw her eyes closed, and I didn't know what she wished for.
There were no clues about Chen Xiaoyue, but I had some vague ideas, and decided to use the old man who died half a month ago as an entry point. I investigated the old man's address and interpersonal relationships, and found his landlord.
The landlady was a kind-faced old lady. When she heard my intention, she sighed: "Lao Yang and I have been friends since childhood, but since he was kidnapped ten years ago, he has stopped contacting me."
There was some guilt on her face: "It's my fault too. I believed those rumors and never dared to go upstairs to look for him. I heard that he became a lot more withdrawn after that and lost contact with many friends. But Lao Yang
This person’s parents passed away early, so he must have been very lonely these years.”
"I really didn't expect that he would take drugs, nor did I expect that he would become a kidnapper, nor did I expect that he would die inexplicably..." the old lady said with a lonely look, "I could obviously have brought him back in time, if he hadn't died.
If so, he should be over sixty."
I listened quietly and asked, "Can you take me to his room?"
"Okay, but don't touch the things inside."
I agreed wholeheartedly and followed the old lady upstairs to a dusty room.
The furnishings of the room were very simple, with almost no extra furniture. There were a few empty wine bottles scattered on the floor, as well as bottles containing sleeping pills.
I looked around, and finally my eyes fell on the wall. The color of one wall was obviously different from other places. Something should have been hung there.
The curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and there was only one bed inside, with a box of instant noodles placed beside the bed. It seemed that the old man's life was very tight and his living habits were not good.
Something vaguely flashed in my mind, but it never came out. Seeing that I no longer found anything, I said goodbye to my grandma and took a taxi to leave.
As soon as I got home, my colleague sent me a message, which was the information I asked him to check.
I thanked my colleague and promised to treat him to dinner later, then I opened the file and browsed it carefully. The content in the file was very detailed. The curse incident has caused a sensation several times and has been reported by major media, but the content described above is really mysterious.
, it’s hard to believe.
Seventy years ago, a rumor about a curse suddenly spread in the city. It was said that the cursed people would die mysteriously ten years later and pass the curse to someone around them, so that they could become the sacrifice for the next curse.
What is incomprehensible is that for seventy years, this curse has actually been fulfilled. The dead appear one after another, and the cause of death cannot be found.
The reason why I investigated the old man was because he was the last person to bear the curse, and just half a month ago, he died mysteriously after kidnapping Chen Xiaoyue. It was exactly ten years since the last cursed person died.
And this also meant... Chen Xiaoyue, who was closest to him at the time, was the next person to suffer the curse.
I rubbed my aching head and fixed my eyes on the photo of the first cursed person in the file.
His name is Wang Da, he is a middle school teacher, and he has an older brother who is a doctor.
I started looking for news about Wang Da. It was said that one day when he was alone with a boy in the office, the screams of him and the boy suddenly rang out in the office. Everyone heard the sound and rushed there, struggling to break open the locked door.
, just in time to see Wang Da jump downstairs, while the boy fell to the ground unconscious.
The surveillance in the office was destroyed, and the boy asked no questions. No one knew what was going on inside, but the office was filled with strange symbols, and the bodies that fell to the ground made everyone inexplicably panic.
There were rumors that the boy had done a very bad thing before, and Wang Da gave him a hard education for it. However, perhaps because the boy was an orphan and in a vulnerable group, public opinion was one-sided in favor of him, but Wang Da has always suffered.
Suffering from online violence.
Some people said that Wang Da did not commit suicide by jumping off the building, but to curse, but not many people believed it at the time.
It was not until the boy died inexplicably ten years later that rumors of the curse spread widely.
His brother was called Wang Xiaofei, and he was a doctor with excellent medical skills. However, he committed suicide by taking poison long before Wang Da.
I continued reading and couldn't help but sigh: "Unfortunate encounter."
Wang Xiaofei caused a medical accident and the patient died on the spot. After that, he stopped working as a doctor. This may be the reason why he committed suicide. Below are some photos from the day of the accident. You can see a woman kneeling in front of the ward.
Cry loudly.
For the past seventy years, a person has died of unknown causes every ten years. The curse is not groundless.
But I found that the dead have one thing in common...including the old kidnapper and Chen Xiaoyue, they are all orphans. Is this some kind of coincidence?
"There are many things in the report that cannot be explained. Is there really a curse?"
I thought about this and suddenly shook my head in self-deprecation.
My father once said that there are no evil ghosts and gods in the world, only human hearts that are difficult to fathom.
When I thought of this sentence, I realized that I hadn't visited my father for a long time, so I took a taxi to the hospital.
My father has been in a vegetative state for a long time and has never woken up over the years. Looking at his face, I actually know in my heart that my father will always be like this in the future.
I sighed softly, and my head ached again. I rubbed it, and then took my father's hand. A sad emotion welled up from the bottom of my heart, and I said firmly: "I will live for you."
