Even though he knew that he would probably have to go through a dungeon before he could get water, Bohemia couldn't help but slump his shoulders in disappointment.
"I obviously didn't enter the house, why did I activate this crappy place?" She complained, went up the steps, and walked into the house. At this time, there was no point in circling the house or avoiding entering.
Her face is in the photo anyway, so why not go and see what is causing the ghost?
Yuan Xiangxi followed her. After looking at the photo twice, he pushed his hair back, revealing his delicate jaw and a pair of deer-like eyes. "Look, I looked like this when I got married."
"No one will marry you."
When she entered the corridor, Yuan Xiangxi stood at the entrance of the corridor indifferently, looking at the photos one by one. "Hey, our married life seems to be quite happy," he looked a little happy, "I knew it.
If I survive, I will definitely be a good husband in the future. Oh! Come here and see our first child."
Bohemia's face almost sank to the ground, and she turned back to his side with thumping steps. "Who the hell has anything to do with you... Did you become so leisurely after you died, or were you born with a lack of components in your brain?"
I don't know where the wooden board came from, and let out a long, zigzag cry. She looked down at the photo, and saw that she was indeed holding a swaddled baby in her arms. She became even more angry: "I'm fine.
Why do you already have children? How do you know this is your first child?"
"There are dates and markings on the back," her husband reminded patiently.
"...I can find it myself." Bohemia muttered, turning over the photos, and sure enough she saw a line of small words: "On December 15, 1974, Baoer was born."
They were "married" in 1973 and gave birth to their first child in 1974. Bohemia took a quick look and found that the couple had nothing to do and actually gave birth to two more children. There is a photo in it.
Here, the couple each held a child, and the "bao'er" stood in front of their feet, holding a car toy in his hand and looking at the camera blankly.
"When you have time, don't do anything serious and spend your time having children?" she muttered.
Getting married and having children is really the most inexplicable thing in the world - why should we have children? What's the point of leaving home and working in vain after raising them? It's not like a puppet master's puppet, which can be sent to work. I think
If you can't do what you want to do, won't you panic if you are stuck in one place?
Yuan Xiangxi looked around with interest at the photos on the round table and on the wall, and found a few more photos of "Bao'er". After putting the photos back, he stood on the stairs and thought for a while.
, suddenly said softly: "I want to look for our photo album or something..."
"Them, their photo albums." Bohemia was too hungry to have the energy to lecture him, "Are you addicted to them?"
"Our faces appear on the photo, and the photo introduces the history of this family... This history may be important in deciphering this copy."
It was rare for him not to be dazed, but Bohemia was not used to it. Moreover, every time Yuan Xiangxi frowned slightly, showing an expression like a lost little animal, it was difficult to refuse his request.
."You can look for it, I'll see if I can just walk away."
Although the possibility of being able to walk back to the road smoothly is really slim, but... what if?
"You are too optimistic."
"I want you to take care of it."
It is still a sunny afternoon outside, the heat of the sun has not diminished at all, and the shadows of the trees are frozen on the ground motionless. Only the shadows of clouds slowly swim on the ground, as if a trace of ink is gradually spreading in the water, and in a blink of an eye they are scattered in the bright sky.
In the sunshine. In such a comfortable weather, she has to pretend to be a couple with a living ghost and live out the dungeon starvingly, even though there might be fish in the pond...
When passing by a pond, she kept glancing into the water as she walked, trying to find the shadows of fish swimming by in the green water. Perhaps she was too focused on looking for fish, and waited until she stopped before looking up again.
At that time, I found that I didn't know when I was back in front of the house.
"You're back so soon?" After she opened the door, Yuan Xiangxi's voice came from the living room.
"The ghost beats the wall," Bohemia complained. "The furthest you can go is to the pond, and you can't get out." This probably shows that this is indeed a copy, and it has not grown into a doomsday world; Yuan Xiangxi, as
A living ghost might have a chance to get out - but she wasn't going to remind him. If she couldn't get out, he would have to stay with her to crack the copy.
The old house creaked a few times, and Yuan Xiangxi's head appeared at the door of the living room. He looked around and didn't know what he was looking for, then turned around and asked, "Would you like to look for a photo album together?"
"Who wants to see photos of your married life?" Bohemia dragged her feet upstairs, "Let me see what clues there are on the second floor."
This copy is also as lazy as this afternoon. Apart from letting them appear in the photo, the copy seems to be too lazy to move; when walking through the sunshine coming in from the window, Bohemia is not nervous at all.
, on the contrary, I felt that even the house was stretching its muscles and bones in the sunshine.
The master bedroom was neat and tidy. Although it was covered with a layer of dust, there was not even a comb thrown casually on the table or a shirt draped on the chair. It was as if it had been specially packed for people to visit.
Simiya didn't care about this. He opened the drawers when he saw them, opened the cupboard doors when he saw them, and rummaged through them with his head. In the clothes flying all over the sky, within ten minutes, the bedroom seemed to have been robbed.
In the drawer of the dresser, she found a thick diary. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that this was a necessary clue.
“What I hate the most is the dungeon where I have to do my homework...”
Bohemia hugged the diary and sat down against the head of the bed. Her foot injury had just happened and she could rest on the bed. The afternoon sun came in, illuminating the red diary and the window screen that had begun to turn white.
The soft slap on her shoulder was almost pleasant.
"I'm so happy." Even the handwriting is her own, which looks very weird. "Every day when I open my eyes, I see the person I love most in the world lying next to me... The days after marriage turned out to be...
How happy you can be! There is nothing better in the world than marrying him."
Who said it, roasted chicken is much better.
"I'm so shy. This morning he suddenly hugged me in the bathroom, which shocked me. We're already married, but when I suddenly saw his face in the mirror, my heart still jumped... I really
I can’t tell you how much I like him, if I say it I will explode with shame!”
Yuan Xiangxi is quite good-looking, Bohemia thought reluctantly.
The next several pages are all in this nympho confessional style. The hostess doesn't write much at a time, only a few lines at most, but she will write a paragraph every few days, and the rose-colored sweetness almost seeps into the air.
Simia hurriedly flipped through the pile of post-wedding speeches, her eyes dancing on a piece of paper——
I am pregnant
There were only these four words, not even an exclamation point. Bohemia turned around and flipped through the diary and found that this section of the diary was written in early 1974, exactly nine months before "Baoer" was born.
She would be very happy to have her first child with the person she likes so much... She looked at the yellowed page for a long time, and she felt a sense of emotion in her heart. "Happiness" before the end.
, I don’t know if it’s better than being happy?
She was about to look back when she heard Yuan Xiangxi's voice suddenly call: "Are you in the bedroom?"
Bohemia's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly stuffed the diary into the quilt.
"What's wrong?" She wiped her hair, hoping to make it as smooth as possible; when she took another look, she was shocked to realize how messy the room was - she quickly jumped out of bed and ran out, closing the bedroom door behind her.
Turning around, I found Yuan Xiangxi standing on the stairs.
The sunlight falling in through the window almost refracted into the human world through his plump skin; bright and cheerful dust floated in the air, like many elves, singing softly in his ears.
...No wonder Wei Xing still missed him before he died.
"You look a little weird," Yuan Xiangxi said, and the elf stopped singing. "Well... it feels like being caught."
"Speak seriously, what's the matter?"
"I found the photo album," he said with admiration, "there are so many of them. How much does this family love taking pictures... But, I am really photogenic."
"Serious talk!"
"Oh," Yuan Xiangxi tucked her long hair behind her ears, revealing the pink and white auricles that made people want to bite them gently with their teeth. "I found that there aren't many photos of Bao'er."
"So what?"
"I found more than twenty photo albums - can you imagine, this family took more than twenty photo albums in less than ten years!" After taking a look at Bohemia's face, he waved his hand hurriedly:
"Anyway, this is what happened... In the photos I just saw posted outside, Bao'er was only four or five years old at the oldest, which is a bit strange. Their third child was born in the seventh year after their marriage, which means that at that time
The family is still fine, so why..."
"Tell me the important point." Bohemia felt a little guilty for some reason and urged as she walked down the stairs.
"I originally thought that there might not be enough space outside, and the rest of Bao'er's photos are all in the album. I looked through many, many photos...I even remembered the location of the little mole on your neck."
"Don't look at irrelevant things!" Bohemia felt her face burning up, "What on earth does it have to do with that baby!"
"It's very strange. There are photos of you on almost every page, but the photos of Bao'er after he was five years old have become very rare... After he was six years old, there are not even a single one at all." Yuan Xiangxi murmured.
Said, "I wonder...did she die when she was six years old?"
